#bc the weather was PERFECT. cool and sunny.

[paddington-two]

that post thats like 'dont believe anything you think about your life after 9pm' really made some points huh

#i had a pretty good day. i tidied up my room and cleaned a little and i painted something at my desk with the window open #bc the weather was PERFECT. cool and sunny. #i went to my nieces bday party and got to see her smile and laugh and play with her friends and i talked to family who i actually like #and then as soon as it gets dark out my brains like hey btw. youre too late to reach your goals and youre too much and not enough- #and nothing you do matters and youll always be this lonely and-- BITCH #SHUT UP. SHUT!! UP!!!!!!!! #enough!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #personal

[helpleas]

Today was the most lovely of them all

Ok. ok it was crazy. first of all. the weather..... ohhh my god. beautiful. sunny. lovely. there was so much driving and cool breezes and giggling with glee and cute dogs and adventures and yummy snacks.

second of all. i had 2 first period spares which would usually mean i start class at 1:00pm BUT i accepted a slot to tour a family at 8:45 so i was there for that. this was my last tour of the year and i really put my all into it (it lasted AN HOUR) and i think the family actually liked me

while i was doing my tour my friend was sitting in the library and when i stopped in she lifted up her phone which read "do you want to go to tim's after this". im never one to decline a drive anywhere or coffee when i havent had breakfast. i got an apple fritter and a black iced coffee (bliss). BUT while we were there. who did i spot. but people doing fucking geomatics (the program i didnt apply to but got accepted to at waterloo) so we took a silly photo with them. then she drove me back to school and had to go to english :(

BUT she left me with our other friend who had a spare like i did. so since it was such a lovely day we skipped/ran all the way to the beltline and to the tree we discovered a couple weeks ago. sat and listened to music :)

then it was time to help our friends with their promposals. BUT there wasn't enough room in the car for everyone we needed so i climbed in the trunk. turns out i love the trunk. like a rollercoaster ride and fun and cozy and i loved it. also one of the dates hadn't ever been seen in person and was 10x hotter than photos. so amazing.

then when we got back the rest of my friends had spares and went to get boba soo i was totally bummed because i had to go to 3rd period. but when i got to 4th there was a bubble tea waiting for me (eeeeeeeek)

then i had to stay out of the house until after 5. so my friends and i went to sushi (i didnt get any bc im SKINT) so while we were sitting around waiting for a friend to get out of her ap bio exam. this rlly cute guy walked by. and 2/4 of us found him cute... but i was totally not there for that. so blah blah she tried to work up the courage to ask him out and stuff. when she finally did he had JUST walked away. but still cute good times.

so then our ap bio friend was starving and our other friend left so we all went to chipotle so me and ap bio friend could eat (used order ahead with family uber eats... very sneaky) absolutely scrumptious and i love that area of the city

+ the friend driving always rolls the windows down and my friend on aux has sublime music taste so it was just. so much fun

on the way to chipotle the 2 friends in front got the idea to go see challengers. 1 friend had already seen it but was determined to see it 3 times... so that comes up later

here i called my friend and had the funniest fucking conversation because everyone around me could only hear one half (you just woke up... oh no the dogs... chicken sandwiches... well tampon is #1..... no you don't have school tomorrow.... yeah no its next week now.... lucky i called you... the new season is out?!)

then after chipotle we drove down to the theatre and dropped one of us off along the way. and on the way there i rolled down my window to rest my head on it and look out and the wind was just so perfect and i felt so nice and i loved the song that was playing and it was just... yeahhhhhhh

also my friend called me asking to hang out on the way there and i just felt really loved

THEN OBVIOUSLY CHALLENGERS WAS AMAZING AND WHEN SHE GOES TO SEE IT FOR A 3RD TIME IM COMING. ALSO SHE BOUGHT MY TICKET BECAUSE AGAIN TOTALLY SKINT SO YIPPEE THATS A WIN. THANKS TO ALL MOM FRIENDS OUT THERE

then we listened to inhaler on the drive back to my place for some water (specifically these are the days which felt SO fitting). my friend was shuffling her favourite songs and one i showed her came up so. almost cried there. (She's a Jar- Wilco). We had been seeing really cute dogs all day because it was finally nice out enough and we saw the ultimate fluffiest friendliest dog on the drive back.

my step mom happened to arrive at the EXACT. SAME. TIME. and creepily followed us making spooky noises just to freak us out.

after a bit everyone went home but just. ugh. the day was so perfect and wonderful im like high on it. and i had to transcribe the entire thing.

#diary entry

[remcycl333]

just came back for fun since i’ve never deleted the app i just wanna update one more time before i actually do. My life gets more favorable everyday:) I wanted to share some cool things I manifested cause the loa tumblr community has been getting toxic from what i seen recently aswell as me not having anything else to interface about. - 💇‍♀️ anon.

-packages coming a day or less

-being immune to being within paranormal activity (i used to be scared of the dark bc i think my old house was haunted😭)

-insects aren’t attracted to me

-really good handwriting

-achohol tasting like juice

-met my fav celeb

-perfect dental health (i just always hated flossing)

-new puppy

-no attractions to social media just living my own life

-being able to breathe well with a mask on(i manifested that i’ll never get sick again. i just like wearing masks😂)

-weather always being sunny (i know people like rain and snow or wtv but it irritates me)

omg congrats 💇‍♀️ anon!!! im so happy to hear from u!! i hope you're enjoying your dream life <3

#💇‍♀️ anon #success stories

[buckevantommy]

i’m sorry but i can’t relate to weather talk being ‘boring’. i love rainy days and i will tell you why; it’s cosiness and whitenoise like i’m back in the womb. i love storms now but i was scared of them as a kid. windy days feel like momentum and also more white noise and maybe a feeling that there is company out in the world. sunshine? i mean, i’m no lover of summer bc my body can’t handle the heat and i will curse out high humidity, but morning sunshine? glorious. afternoon sun? magical. sunny cool days? perfection. i will murder the australian summertime sun, but i also feel like i’m recharging my batteries sometimes after too many days inside or a rainy week. clouds?! they are so cool; i have learned their names and what they mean. did you know there are rivers in the sky? did you know we can artifically trigger rainfall? i don’t live in a twister country but that shit is awesome and terrifying and i want to know all about it. acid rain is wild. the drought is tough, it’s affecting communities and supply chains. the floods are tough, they’re affecting communities and supply chains and transport routes. did you see the eclipse?! not technically weather but still hella cool. global temps for summertime went up this year, that’s not good, and we broke some records that ought not be broken, that’s scary. are you feeling this sudden cool change? changing of the seasons indeed. i hope we get a real autumn this year and not a mild summer that doesn’t turn the leaves until suddenly they’re sad green and then half blown away; these temps are ruining the seasons an that’s more proof we broke our world, which is concerning. i love these cooler nights when i can snuggle in my bed, i wake up feeling so much better than i did when i had to sweat the night away or wake up to the sun burning my retina. i watched a far-off lightning storm over the ocean from the shoreline the other night, clouds lit up with bolts and flashes. have you heard about mini climates? do you know some cities and cleared landscapes can drastically affect the weather they experience? the sun bursting through the clouds after rain to give us sunbeam water droplets on leaves and a rainbow across the sky? how fantastical is that?!

#weather #.txt

[guidedbyunheavenlyangels]

angel - what’s one character trait you like about yourself?

doll - what’s your favourite outfit? 

pumpkin - what’s your favourite weather and why?

baby - what makes you feel better when you’re down?

sugarpie - what’s your favourite sweet treat?

Angel: I’m gonna be so honest I am extremely neutral towards myself but maybe that I get protective of people if I manage to like them

Doll: current favorite outfit is my thigh high black latex ballet boots, tight black boxers, and a choker

Pumpkin: sunny but cool & Not windy bc it’s perfect for wearing my jacket and I am a guy who needs his jacket

Baby: talking to cal, getting into a fight, or just taking a nap and not dealing with it

Sugarpie: At this current moment I’m craving brownies and/or pound cake

#consultingtheangels

[chronicowboy]

tagged by @diazass muah ash ily!!!!!!

1. last picture you saved

(this definitely isn't bc i'm abandoning all my other wips for a parks and rec au)

2. song you associate with your celebrity crush

oh man um. does it count if i say all for us by labrinth and zendaya for zendaya ?

3. your favourite colour

uhhh blue or green. idk man im bisexual

4. the last song you listened to

oh shit are we in love by valley or a boy named pluto by hailey knox. i can't remember which one and i can't be bothered checking so

5. perfect weather for you

oh well. if i'm outside then sunny, blue skies with a nice cooling breeze you know. if i'm inside and don't have to go out any time soon. rain. buckets of it. thunder, lightning, the whole shebang.

i'll tag uh @danielsousa @gracelcdomas and @diazly <333

#sami rambles #this was so fun #the parks and rec au (everyone say thank you elke) has already taken over my life and i haven't even started it yet #also both of my last listen songs are soooo buddie so u should check them out #tag game #mutuals<33

[lingy910y]

Tag Game Tuesday (Spring Edition) 🌸

tagged by @deedala​

your name: ling

where in the world are you? new york

your favorite color: red

a song that always puts you in a good mood: the phoenix by fall out boy

your favorite flower: tulips

it’s a beautiful sunny day and you’re going on a picnic with friends. what snack are you bringing to share? dumplings, that’s what i always bring

bumblebees or butterflies? neither asdfklj but butterflies ig

describe your ideal weather: cool and sunny, aka the normal^tm temperature bc i can’t handle it

what are you reading right now? not rly interested in anything recently :( i was reading your question has been received last night tho

museum date or nature walk? omg i was abt to say neither again cause i’m a hermit but screw that. i’ll love to see some cool museums with friends :D

it’s movie night in the park and your turn to choose, what are we watching? eternal sunshine of the spotless mind. perfect for lovers of romance, sad shit, weird shit, beautiful cinematography AND time loops how can you find a more perfect movie for friends to hug and cry to

and finally, share some sunny words for your friends & followers: imperfection is proof that you tried, ok? idk who to tag :( if you see this i’m tagging you

[9pandaheter0]

weird but wow?? dream

so, this afternoon i had a nap, 2 hours nap and went to a weird dream.

its a weird dream bcs its weird, also i felt like had the same dream before but not fully. I’d try my best to decribe it in english but if i cant i’ll just mix it in indonesian. just following the flow wkwkkw

so its all started with my mom, my sister and me goes to a...villa kind of thing. its not really a villa, its like a small cottage like house beside a big lake. Like a resort, but its not?? idk i’m not really sure since our ‘neighbor’ is living there. Oh yes also the server or operator there wearing uniform like, a shirt and a cloth wrapped as their bottoms and a cloth headpiece. like those mens you see in Bali. kinda like that. 

anyway the house is kinda like this?

but not so gap-y between each houses, somehow its like more tight to each other walls. also the house isnt facing the lake, but on the back side of the house. so its like when you open your back door, you seeing the big and beautiful lake. 

the house is also has all white-y interior. theyre kinda using bricks as their walls and using white cement to smooothen it. 

our cottage is actually wasnt our (wasnt mine, more spesifically since its my dream) but a person lending it for me. the cottage is like apartement studio sized, with one bathroom-one toilet-one kitchen-2 bedrooms and one living room. they also had descending balcony that leading to the lake.

everything was really fine at first, my mom and my sister in their room and im in my own room that has a window facing the lake. its so beautiful i cant help it to not to look at it. 

then we have guests. first is the person who own the house, the one who lending it to me. He’s my boss i guess? seems like i work for him and maybe i did a good job so he gave me a wonderful vacation like this :/ but honestly i dont know him. he somehow looks like a kind middle aged man. 

so my ‘boss’ visited me with his wife ok? she talks a lot with my mom blablabla, and i’m escorting my boss around the house and thanking him lending this such beautiful and wonderful cottage. after that he went home with his wife, then come another guests. shes our close relative and her kids that i babysits. 

things went okay, we chats, we have lunch together, blablablba. 

then i felt tired so i went to the balcony, its the first time i saw the lake. its beautiful, cool and clear water. it has fishes too! i greet my neighbor too, they had sweet childs. somehow i suddenly thinking to went fishing later but mom called me

she said someone is looking for me? so i went back to the living room

one of the Bli, or the mens who handle the houses wants to meet and talk to me. We sit in the guest room, 

the Bli give me a contract and a letter. the contract says, the house is re-written and the ownernship is given to me, legally. which is i am confused, how. why. 

the previous owner is my boss like i said before, and like what i said to the Bli. 

Bli asked me to read the letter then. the letter is from the boss’s wife. i got weird feelings from here. 

the letter is said that she knows my relationship with her husband, which i dont know what relationship betwwn us except boss-employee. shes suspecting her husband for having an affair, so thats why shes contacting me now. luckly she wasnt suspecting me anymore after saw me face-to-face 

eventho she’s letting me go, im kinda feeling bad too bcs somehow my boss is relaly have an affair and cheating her wife. so to calming down, i tried to fishing and goes to the lake. 

at first the lake is still bright, its in late afternoon but not too sunny. the weather is great too, not too windy or too hot or too chilling. its perfect. 

so i stand on the terrace, unexpectedly its a flat surface that could float. kinda feels like rubber boat but more sturdy. on the first try, i kinda failed. i almost drown bcs i cant control the stick/?, like how you use bamboo boat. the neighbors asked me and tried to help me, luckly i could stand on the boat again on my own. so i went home to dried and clean my body. 

i dont really remember whats happening later, but i went back to the lake. but this time with Jaebeom. or Jay B. or GOT7 JB. He’s reading with his fishing tools and waiting for me to go on his boat.

HIS BOAT IS THE COOLEST if i may say. Its like, im floating in the water! you know like NInja’s wakling on water? i feel it like that. 

but ini fact, his boat is glass or mirror-like made. we can write on it too! It wrote “I wont give up, stay on my future!” somethng like that, i forgot. Jay B smiled at me and somehow cheered me up.

i look up, the sky’s suddenly turns purple. 

i am not a sunset enjoyer person, but this time i do enjoy it. its so...soothing? its purple, orangey and pink all blended together...and its reflected to the lake. i feel like floating in the sky... i love it.

the sky is something like this

[kepamount]

best mistake

universityjock!mason x cheerleader!y/n, loosely based on best mistake by ariana grande - smut, mild angst, a little bit of fluff if you squint

word count: 10.4k+

warnings: exes au, very toxic dynamic, strong language, threats of violence (y/n just wants to beat the shit out of mason), mason is a complete dickhead and a total pervert and an annoying little shit, sexual tension, dirty jokes, dirty talk, explicit sex, unprotected sex, hate sex but also not really hate sex, dom!mason and sub!reader, oral sex (f receiving), fingering, degradation and praise, pet names, choking, public sex, mild exhibitionism, standing sex, overstimulation, i'm pretty sure that's everything but lmk if you think i missed something!

a/n: hey guys! i literally wrote this in the last 24 hours so it's super rushed, pls ignore any mistakes bc it's not been properly proofread yet! i think i've decided to do the ariana grande series as individual stories, so this is the next instalment of the series! i rly hope you guys enjoy, lmk what you think! x

‘Good afternoon, ladies! Thank you all for coming – we really appreciate the turn-out! The plan for today is simple. You’ll be taught a short routine before we split you into smaller groups of around 10. After some practice time within your groups, you’ll perform the routine a group at a time, and we will assess you. Then we’ll assess your jumps, flips, stunts, etcetera, one at a time. If you feel uncomfortable going by yourself, let someone on the squad know, and you’ll be paired with someone else. Once try-outs are over, we’ll discuss our notes, and we’ll get back to the successful applicants tomorrow. Does anybody have any questions?’

Dozens of hopeful faces smile at me, not one hand raised to ask a question, and I smile back. ‘Brilliant. If you could get yourselves into three lines in front of Jennie, Mya and Alisha to get yourselves registered, we can get started shortly after,’ I say excitedly, all of the girls in front of me surging forward to get into queues before Jennie, Mya and Alisha, the rest of the squad dotted around to help anyone who may have any questions.

I step away from the crowd, wanting a moment to myself. I take a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves, and I tilt my head back to feel the sun on my face. The weather’s lovely today, warm and sunny with a slight cool breeze, and new turf has been put down fresh on the football pitch this morning, not yet ruined by the studs of the players’ boots. It’s the perfect day for cheer try-outs.

‘y/n. Relax, babe. Everything’s going well,’ Steph says from behind me, putting a comforting hand on my shoulder, and I nod. ‘Yeah, I know. It’s just… being Cheer Captain, it’s big boots to fill.’ ‘Yeah, but you’ve got all of us helping you out. You know we’re here to support you. Stop stressing yourself out,’ she says, and I turn to smile at me. ‘Thanks, Steph.’

‘Don’t thank me yet. I’ve got bad news,’ she says, looking hesitant to actually tell me the bad news, and I side-eye her. ‘What is it?’ ‘We have spectators.’ ‘We always have spectators at try-outs.’ ‘That’s not what I mean,’ she says, turning me to look over at the stands on the other side of the pitch.

The football team are just arriving, settling themselves into seats, laughing and chatting noisily, and I roll my eyes at the sight of them. Well, it’s not the sight of the whole team that irritates me. Just the sight of my ex-boyfriend sat in the middle of their little crowd, smirk on his annoyingly handsome face when I meet his eyes.

I turn away angrily, hearing their laughter over my shoulder as my eyes meet Steph’s. ‘I can go and speak to them if you want?’ she offers weakly, and I sigh. ‘There’s nothing we can say. They’re allowed to be here. And they’ve all got their training kits on, so I’m guessing they’re not even here to watch try-outs. Coach will probably ask me for half of the pitch,’ I mutter, irritated at the thought that we’re gonna have to squish onto one half of the pitch, and Steph rolls her eyes.

‘Tell him no,’ she says, and I raise an eyebrow. ‘Yeah, right. I think Coach would deck me if I tried to tell him no,’ I say drily, both of us laughing at the thought of how angry the football coach would be if someone went up against him. ‘It’s fine, we’ll survive with half the pitch,’ I say begrudgingly, and she just nods in reluctant agreement, throwing an arm over my shoulders and leading me towards the long table we’ve set up, both of us taking our seats beside Isla in the middle – I’m not standing up for the next few hours in the hot sun watching these lot dance.

I oversee the proceedings, making sure everything’s going smoothly as the rest of the squad teach them the routine. They’re all wearing numbers on their backs, and I make notes of people who stand out to me, getting into the zone. I’m so into watching them learn the choreography that I don’t even notice the boy looking over my shoulder until he speaks.

‘Your handwriting is still terrible then,’ Mason says drily, making me jump, pen sliding across the paper. ‘Mason! Don’t fucking sneak up on me like that,’ I exclaim as he sits in the seat beside me, grin on his face. ‘Look. You made me fuck up my notes,’ I sigh, showing him the pen line across the page, and he shakes his head amusedly, running a hand through his fluffy brown locks.

‘They were already fucked up with your handwriting.’ ‘Literally shut up. I’m writing quickly, that’s why it’s not neat,’ I say irritably, and he chuckles at being able to get under my skin so easily. ‘What’s your excuse for when you’re not writing quickly? If I remember correctly, the post-it notes all over your bedroom wall are just as messy,’ he says, brown eyes sparkling with mirth, and I shoot him a look.

‘Well, you don’t remember correctly. It’s been a very long time since you’ve been in my bedroom so I don’t blame you for forgetting,’ I say pointedly, and his lips quirk up at the corners. ‘Maybe you could let me have a refresher then. I’ve missed being in your bedroom. Not as much as I’ve missed being in your p-’ ‘Shut up!’ I hiss, clapping a hand over his mouth, and he chuckles beneath my hand.

‘Relax, babe. Everyone knows we used to date. It’s not a secret, even to these new students,’ he says after I take my hand away, motioning to all the girls trying out. A lot of them are watching us, clearly curious about why the Cheer Captain and the football captain are sat together when we’re exes.

‘That’s not the point, you idiot. I’m the Cheer Captain. I’m supposed to be setting an example, of professionalism, elegance, grace. You sitting here talking about fucking me ruins that example,’ I say quietly, knowing they’re all desperately listening in, trying to hear even a sliver of our conversation. ‘Oh. Are you trying to give off the image of an innocent little virgin?’ he asks amusedly, his voice quieter now, and I roll my eyes.

‘They’re not stupid. I dated the biggest manwhore in the uni’s history, so they would never believe I’m a virgin. But yes, I’m trying to give off a certain image, and you don’t fit that image.’ ‘So what’s your new image then?’ he asks amusedly, leaning back in his chair and spreading his legs slightly. He spots the way I glance down at his big thighs, his grin growing ever-so-slightly, and I avert my gaze, looking back at the cheerleader-wannabes in front of me.

‘My new image? A classy and sophisticated independent woman. Not a stupid footballer’s little girlfriend,’ I say mildly, and he raises an impressed eyebrow. ‘Too good for me now? Too classy and sophisticated? Too… independent?’ he asks softly, one of his hands appearing on my bare thigh, and I slap it away instantly, worried about someone seeing.

He laughs at my reaction, sitting back in his chair again. ‘You really are a new woman. Remember when my touch used to be enough to have you begging?’ he asks with a smirk, and I try to ignore the butterflies in my stomach. ‘I remember. And I promise you, that will remain a memory. I’ll never beg for you again. Not for you or for any man,’ I claim, and he raises an amused eyebrow.

‘Oh? Are you not a submissive little slut anymore then?’ he murmurs, my underwear dampening slightly at his words, and I can feel his eyes studying my face for even the slightest reaction, so I keep my expression neutral, desperate to remain composed despite the anger and the arousal coursing through me. ‘Call me a slut one more time, and I’ll break your legs in so many places that you’ll never be able play football again,’ I say calmly, not even looking at him, and his light laughter infuriates me even more.

‘Mason, y/n,’ Coach’s voice comes from behind us, and I jump again, praying he didn’t hear any of what was just said. ‘Hi, Coach,’ I say sweetly, squinting in the sun as I look up at him with a grin. I love Coach but he’s definitely not one to cross, so I’m always extra nice to him, scared to be on his bad side.

‘How are try-outs going?’ ‘They’re going well! We’ve got a good group to pick from,’ I say enthusiastically, and he nods firmly. ‘I’m glad to hear it. It’s always helpful to have a good group cheering us on, keeping the players motivated. Isn’t that right, Mason?’ he asks, Mason nodding in agreement, lips quirked up amusedly. ‘Yeah, the cheerleaders always provide plenty of motivation,’ he smirks, and I shoot him a dirty look. ‘Watch it,’ Coach says warningly, Mason holding his hands up defensively, big grin on his face.

‘I know you’re doing try-outs, but do you mind if we have part of the pitch for training? We’ll make sure we stay out of your way, and we’re only doing a short session today,’ Coach says, and I nod instantly despite wishing I could refuse him. ‘Of course. Anything to stop this clown from bothering me,’ I say drily, motioning to Mason, and Coach laughs, unaware that I’m not joking.

‘Perfect. Thank you, y/n. Let me know if you need anything, okay? I’m always happy to help,’ he says, holding a hand out to Mason who takes it, letting Coach pull him out of his seat. ‘I appreciate it, Coach. Thank you,’ I smile, the man bidding me goodbye before he heads down to the other side of the pitch, calling for his players.

‘Oh, so you’re nice to Coach?’ Mason asks amusedly, still lingering at my shoulder, and I roll my eyes. ‘Yes. Coach didn’t emotionally traumatise me,’ I say pointedly, and I hear him chuckle beside me. ‘Well, that makes one of us. Try having him on the sidelines, shouting at you during a match,’ he says drily, and I can’t help but laugh, getting annoyed at myself.

‘Why are you still here? You’re the Captain – go and train with your team,’ I snap without looking at him. ‘Just enjoying the view,’ he says contentedly, and can hear the grin in his voice. ‘Ew, you pervert. Some of these are first years,’ I say disgustedly, and he laughs. ‘That’s not the view I was talking about,’ he says, and I look up at him, his gaze leaving my chest a moment later. Or, rather, the swell of my breasts, revealed by my lowcut cheer top.

‘I swear to God, I will beat the shit out of you,’ I threaten as I turn to look ahead, only hearing more laughter from him. ‘Come on, babe. You know your boobs were always my favourite part of you. Can you blame me?’ ‘Yes, I can. Go find another girl with nice boobs to stare at,’ I say tiredly, bored of his stupid games. He always does this, every couple months. At parties or before matches. He flirts with me, tries to get me to sleep with him, and I reject him, time and time again.

‘None of them have boobs as nice as yours, though,’ he says childishly, and I roll my eyes. ‘Well, maybe you should’ve thought about that before you decided to be a dick and treat me like shit,’ I say pointedly, and he just chuckles, pissing me off further. ‘Are you really still not over that, babe?’ he says, and I take a deep breath, closing my eyes to compose myself.

Before I can reply, I feel his presence get closer, his warm breath hitting my bare neck, and I supress a shiver. ‘Are you really still not over me?’ he asks, lips moving against my ear, and when I don’t respond, too busy trying not to flood my underwear, he takes it as a sign to continue.

‘Do you still dream about me, babe? Dream about me fucking you? Do you miss my cock, y/n? Do you touch yourself to the thought of me? I bet you do. Am I right, angel?’ he murmurs, the pet name rendering me speechless after going such a long time without hearing him say it, and his lips curl up against my ear, having clearly taken my silence as a confirmation of his suspicions.

‘I’ll wait for you. In the changing rooms after training. Only for ten minutes,’ he whispers before moving away from me, and I feel dazed, blinking like I’ve just woken up. ‘You can wait for an hour if you want. I won’t come,’ I say as I turn to look at him, finally finding my voice, and he smirks. ‘You will come, babe. A few times, if you behave,’ he grins, making me roll my eyes, and I look away from him in irritation, not dignifying his stupid joke with a response.

And then, out of the corner of my eye, I see him reach across the desk, picking something up. ‘Even if you don’t want to come, you will. Because you’ll need to get your safety shorts. These are your favourite pair, aren’t they? You don’t wanna go without them,’ he says amusedly, tucking the shorts into his pocket.

‘Mason. Give them back,’ I say through gritted teeth, and he opens his mouth to respond. Before he can, Coach shouts his name, and he shrugs. ‘Sorry, y/n. Duty calls,’ he grins, beginning to walk backwards away from me, and my eyes widen. ‘Mason. Mason! Come back!’ I hiss, but he just jogs towards Coach, dropping a wink at me over his shoulder.

‘What was that about?’ Isla asks, appearing beside me, and I jump again. ‘God, why can’t anyone announce themselves today? Is this a new thing? ‘Let’s all sneak up on y/n’? What’s going on?’ I exclaim, the people closest to me looking alarmed at my sudden outburst. ‘Um… girl. Please relax before I beat your ass for snapping at me like that,’ Isla says with a grin, taking the seat Mason was sat in, and I sigh.

‘Sorry, sis. It’s just Mason. God, he pisses me off,’ I mutter, fidgeting uncomfortably in my seat. Thank God these cheer kits are dark blue because if I were wearing a lighter colour, I’m sure they’d be a very visible wet patch on my skirt when I stand up. ‘What’s he done now?’ ‘Flirting. And dirty talk,’ I say under my breath, and Isla laughs.

‘I know you hate him but why don’t you just sleep with him, and be done with it? I slept with Cal after we broke up, and Steph’s slept with Ben more times broken up than she did when they were together,’ Isla says drily, and I roll my eyes. ‘I can’t. I won’t give in to him,’ I say stubbornly, and Isla shakes her head amusedly. ‘You’re only cutting off your nose to spite your own face.’ ‘No, Isla, it’s not that. It’s a matter of pride. He’ll make me beg, and I refuse to beg for him ever again,’ I vow, and she just lets out a little sigh.

‘Fair enough. Don’t have sex with him then. But have sex with somebody. You’re so high-strung. You need to get that tension out,’ she says, and I raise an eyebrow. ‘Who would I have sex with? Any of the guys at this uni worth fucking are friends with him, and they wouldn’t break their stupid bro code,’ I mutter, and Isla thinks it over for a moment.

‘You could sleep with that guy that moved to you at that party. What was his name again? The one on the other football team? Jadon, was it?’ she asks, and my eyes widen. ‘Isla. My ex-boyfriend is the captain of our football team. I can’t sleep with the captain of his rival team,’ I say incredulously, and she looks at me disbelievingly.

‘y/n, Mason’s your ex. Who gives a fuck if you sleep with his rival?’ she says slowly, and I shake my head. ‘He might be my ex, but I still have respect, and decency. It’s a matter of principle,’ I say primly, and she just rolls her eyes. ‘Fine, have your respect and decency. I don’t know how to help you then.’ ‘I know how you can,’ I say suddenly, and she looks at me suspiciously.

‘I might be bi, but that does not mean I’ll sleep with any girl that-’ ‘Isla! That’s not what I meant!’ I exclaim, both of us laughing. ‘What did you mean then?’ ‘I need you to do me a favour. He stole my safety shorts, and said I have to get and get them off him in the changing rooms after their training, but I don’t want to get in a… situation with him. Do you think you could get them off him, at some point?’ I ask, and she raises an eyebrow.

‘Are you sure? If his dirty talk got you all… riled up, maybe you should get into a situation with him. Maybe it can be your way of getting to sleep with him without having to beg,’ she says, and I shake my head. ‘He’d still make me beg. Please, Isla,’ I pout, and she lets out a sigh. ‘Fine, fine, I’ll get your stupid shorts. Why you only wear that one pair, I’ll never know,’ she mutters, and I beam at her. ‘You’re the best!’ ‘Yeah, I know.’

I try to focus on the girls in front of me, practicing the routine, but my eyes keep wandering over to where the football team are warming up. Mason’s leading the warm-up, and even watching him from afar has me getting wetter and wetter. He’s only become captain this year, same as me with cheer, but he filled in for the old captain last year, when he was out for a couple weeks. I don’t think I’d ever fancied him more than watching him run around on the pitch with the captain’s armband on his bicep, getting angry and sweaty, shouting commands to the rest of his team. Leadership is sexy on him.

‘y/n. Shall we start with the performances now?’ Steph says, nudging me out of my reverie, and I nod, clearing my throat. ‘Okay, girls, gather ‘round please!’ I call out, all of them walking over to my desk. ‘We’re gonna start with your performances now. Can we start with Group A please?’ I say, the girls of Group A getting themselves ready whilst the others sit down around the open space.

One-by-one, the groups perform, and we all take notes, applauding them at the end of each performance. The football team are watching too, also applauding after each performance, and the thought that Mason is watching these girls dance makes me want to throttle someone, my own jealousy surprising me.

‘Okay, great job, everyone! Thank you so much for that! Now, we’ll move on to individual assessment. One of the squad members will show you which movements we’d like to see from you,’ I say, looking around at the squad, and they all look reluctant. ‘You should, y/n. As the cheer captain,’ Kayla says, and I curse internally.

‘No, I can’t,’ I begin, but all the hopefuls in front of me begin letting out noises of agreement, also wanting to see me show them. ‘I don’t have my safety shorts,’ I hiss to the squad behind me, all of them looking at me in confusion. ‘You never go anywhere without them. You literally took them to Serena’s wedding,’ Melina says, voicing everyone’s thoughts, and I sigh. ‘I did bring them with me today. I just… misplaced them,’ I say calmly, Isla barely holding back her laughter.

‘You can borrow someone else’s,’ Karina suggests, and I close my eyes for a moment to compose myself. ‘Please can someone else just do it?’ ‘y/n, it’s tradition that the captain does it,’ Mandy says, and I let out an impatient noise. ‘Fine, God, I’ll do it. But if I flash you all, I don’t wanna hear a word,’ I hiss irritably before getting out of my seat, the girls all cheering.

I give a false smile as I walk around to the other side of the desk, doing a couple of quick stretches to ready myself. ‘What’s first?’ I ask Steph, and she looks down at my notes. ‘Um… a standing split,’ she says, and I cringe internally. I’m wearing black underwear, under a black skirt, so it’s not like I’m flashing anything, but I still feel weird doing this without my safety shorts. I’m gonna kill that boy.

‘Okay, standing split. You just lift your leg, whichever leg is better, and bring it right up like this, with your arm in front of it, and try to hold for as long as you can, no longer than five seconds,’ I say, my right leg up against my body, my left arm holding my foot above my head. It’s slightly painful because I haven’t warmed up properly, but I’ve done this enough times that it’s easy.

I hear wolf whistles from the other side of the pitch, knowing it’s coming from his stupid teammates, and I drop my leg in embarrassment as all of the girls start clapping me. I show them all of the other moves – a full split, a pike jump, a toe touch jump, a hurdler jump, a front flip, a back flip and an aerial – and I get applause for every single one, triggered by the cheering from the idiot football team.

‘We’ll call you up one-by-one, unless you’ve asked to go with someone else, and we’d like you to show us a clasp, a high V, a T motion, and then go into the moves that you’re confident with. Show us your personality – we want bright and bubbly people on the squad, so don’t be afraid to chant or whatever, if you want to,’ I say as I take my seat again, sat with Steph and Isla, the rest of the squad sat on the grass, enjoying the weather and just watching the proceedings.

After a couple people, it starts to get repetitive, but I try my best to remain focused, not letting my gaze wander over to where the football team have started their training properly. Once the girls are all done (nearly two hours later), I call them all over to sit around the desk.

‘Thank you all so much for coming, and well done. What you did takes a lot of courage and you should all be so proud of yourselves, whether you make the squad or not. We’ve got your details from earlier, so we’ll be in contact tomorrow. Thank you, and you are free to go,’ I say with a smile, all of them thanking me as they get up, heading over to where their bags and belongings are piled up on one side of the pitch.

I let out a sigh, leaning back in my seat and rubbing my temples. ‘Well done, sis. We got there in the end,’ Steph says, rubbing my shoulder comfortingly, and I nod, rolling my neck to try and get rid of some of the tightness and tension in my body. I never realised how stressful being Cheer Captain is – I now understand why all the previous captains were such bitches.

‘Are we getting together tonight to discuss then?’ Jennie says, and I nod. ‘You’re all coming over to ours. We’ll order a Chinese or something and talk over our notes,’ I say, referring to mine, Steph’s and Isla’s apartment. Sometimes I think it’d be easier to get a massive house for all of us to live in together, like the football team do, but I know I’d quickly get irritated by the rest of the squad if I had to live with them.

‘It was a good group, to be fair. We might be able to compete this year,’ Isla says, and I raise an eyebrow. ‘I wouldn’t get your hopes up. Something will go wrong, like it always does. Injuries, or lack of funding,’ I say bleakly, and Steph hits me lightly on the shoulder. ‘y/n! That’s not the energy we need! You’re Cheer Captain, bitch. Act like it,’ she says sternly, and I laugh. ‘You’re right, I’m sorry. I’m just… stressed,’ I murmur, saved from explaining why to the whole group with Kayla’s appearance, the girl saying that some of the hopefuls have questions.

I send the rest of the squad over to answer their questions, leaving me with just Steph and Isla. ‘Why are you so stressed? I know that was long and tiring, but it’s done now, and we’ve got some good girls in that group,’ Steph says, sounding concerned, and Isla bursts out laughing. ‘She doesn’t give a fuck about cheer right now, Steph. She’s too busy thinking about dick,’ Isla giggles, my eyes instantly flitting over to the football team at the mention.

It looks like they’re cooling down, stretching and lying around on the turf, and Mason’s laughing with Trev about something, the smile on his face giving me butterflies between my legs. For God’s sake, y/n, pull yourself together!

‘y/n! You’re not thirsting over your ex, are you?’ Steph says, both of us shooting her looks. ‘Says you, the queen of thirsting over her ex.’ ‘Listen. He might be an absolute twat, but he’s rich, and has good dick,’ Steph says honestly, Isla and I laughing.

‘Is your sudden… thirst something to do with how I saw him talking to you earlier?’ Steph asks, and I nod. ‘He just… pisses me off, but he’s so fucking sexy,’ I complain, both of them laughing at me. ‘y/n, just fuck him. Hate sex is the best type of sex,’ Steph says, and I roll my eyes. ‘No. I won’t give him what he wants. He stole my shorts and he wants me to go and get them from him in the changing room, and he’d make me beg him to fuck me. I’m not doing it. Isla’s gonna get my shorts instead,’ I say firmly.

‘Actually… no, I won’t,’ Isla says suddenly, and I look at her questioningly. ‘Why?’ ‘Because I think you should fuck him.’ ‘Isla, I won’t beg h-’ ‘Fine, don’t beg then. If you feel so strongly about not begging, it won’t hurt you to go. You can just get your shorts and then leave,’ Isla says, clearly holding back laughter, and I stare at her deadpan.

‘Don’t do this to me.’ ‘You’re a big girl, y/n. You can fight your own battles,’ Steph grins, and I death-stare the two of them. ‘I will murder you both,’ I threaten, and they just laugh, all of us watching the boys heading over to the sports building, knowing they’re heading into the changing rooms.

‘You better get a move on, love,’ Steph teases, and I hit her with my notepad. ‘Are you two really making me do this?’ I pout childishly, the two of them nodding in unison, and I let out an irritated sigh. ‘Fine, whatever. I’ll do it,’ I give in, and they exchange a victorious glance.

‘He said he’d wait for ten minutes. Won’t some of them still be in there?’ I say, the thought suddenly occurring to me. ‘Yeah, probably. He wants to humiliate you. So you have to play him at his own game,’ Isla says, all three of us falling into silence as we think about what I could do.

‘Okay, I have an idea,’ I smile, getting up from my seat, and they both look up at me in alarm. ‘You’re going now?’ Steph asks, and I nod firmly. ‘Wait for me. I’ll be back soon.’ ‘I doubt it,’ Isla calls after me, the two of them laughing hysterically like idiots as I walk across the pitch towards the sports building.

I head straight towards the boys’ changing room, Coach stood with his assistant outside the door. ‘y/n. Everything okay?’ he asks, and I take a deep breath. ‘Your captain stole my safety shorts,’ I say, Coach letting out a sigh. He pushes the door open, shouting for Mason, and the boy appears after a few long moments, in only his black training shorts and his black undershirt. I have to drag my eyes away from his body, trying to ignore the way his undershirt clings to his muscles.

He looks between me and Coach, the smile on his face disappearing. ‘Seriously? You snitched? It was a joke,’ he says slowly, the slight red of his cheeks betraying him. He’s clearly embarrassed that I’ve managed to make him look like a child in front of his coach. ‘It was not a joke, and you know it,’ I say serenely, and my calmness seems to piss him off even more, the boy taking a step closer to me.

‘It was a joke. I can’t believe you’ve come running to Coach, you fucking child-’ ‘I’m the child? That’s rich coming from you. And I didn’t go running to Coach. I came to get my shorts from you after you fucking stole them like a stupid little boy, and Coach just happened to be here,’ I say, and being called a stupid little boy seems to infuriate him further.

‘Call me a stupid little boy again, and watch what fucking happens,’ he threatens in a low voice, and I laugh at him, ignoring the way my underwear is sticking to my skin. ‘What are you gonna do? Stupid… little… boy,’ I smile, and he lets out a humourless laugh, shaking his head.

‘You’re so fucking immature.’ ‘I’m immature? Don’t make me laugh.’ ‘It’s not a joke, so I don’t know why you would laugh.’ ‘Oh, so this isn’t a joke? But you stealing my shorts was?’ ‘Yes, it was. I’m sorry you’re so fucking sensitive and you take everything so seriously,’ he says pointedly, and my mouth drops open.

‘I know you did not just fucking say that, you twat. My reaction to what you did to me was not me ‘taking everything seriously’ or ‘being sensitive’, so don’t you dare-’ ‘For God’s sake, are we seriously still talking about that? It’s been almost an entire year,’ he says tiredly. ‘You’re the one that brought it up, you fucking dick,’ I say, voice shaking with anger, and he just shakes his head.

‘I was making a point. You overreacted about that, and you’re overreacting again now. You clearly haven’t changed.’ ‘I haven’t changed? Are you being serious? I’m the one that hasn’t changed? You’re the one that’s still an immature, entitled, spoilt little brat,’ I spit out, and he raises an eyebrow, an amused sparkle in his eyes.

‘I’d be careful, y/n. Calling someone else a brat. What is it they say? People who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones,’ he says, lips quirking up into a smirk, and I see red, taking a step towards him with a hand raised, wanting to slap him across the face.

‘Enough!’ Coach shouts, stepping between us, and it’s only now that I remember that he and the assistant coach are both stood there, as well as realising that the changing room door is wide open. Everyone heard that entire argument.

‘You’re acting like children. What kind of example are you setting? You’re captains of your respective teams – start acting like it before I demote you both,’ Coach threatens, both Mason and I falling into sullen silence. ‘Shut that door,’ Coach says, Mason shutting the changing room door, and Coach lets out a little sigh.

‘Listen to me. You’re good kids, and I like you both a lot. I want to see you both succeed in your captaincies, but that isn’t going to happen if you’re constantly at each other’s throats. I understand you share a rocky past, but you will have to put that aside for this year. The captains of both the football team and the cheer squad work closely together. You will have to have monthly meetings, you will have to co-ordinate your practice and training sessions, you will have to travel to away matches on the same bus. You’ll never achieve anything if you can’t remain civil. So stop this childish bickering, and grow up. Do you understand?’ Coach says in a low and stern voice, the boys leaving the changing room as he speaks, desperately trying to listen in to what he’s saying.

‘I asked if you both understand,’ Coach says, both of us chorusing a sulky ‘yes’. ‘Good. Now, you two need to either resolve whatever it is between you, or just move on from it. Here,’ Coach says, handing Mason the changing room keys, the boy taking them into his vascular hand. ‘Go and get her shorts, and lock up behind you. We have a meeting to get to, so I will see you both at training in two days,’ Coach says, both of us bidding him and the assistant coach goodbye before they disappear upstairs.

I turn to Mason, the boy grinning at me, and I hit him on the arm, the boy not even flinching. ‘You dick. I can’t believe you just called me a brat in front of Coach,’ I say angrily, the boy laughing. ‘You brought it on yourself, calling me a brat. You should know not to be such a hypocrite,’ he smirks, and I bite my tongue, not wanting to get into another argument with him.

‘Go and get my shorts before I shatter your kneecaps,’ I say through gritted teeth, and he doesn’t react with any surprise, used to my threats of violence. ‘Come and get them,’ he grins before disappearing into the changing room, leaving me stood there trying to keep my temper under control. The last thing I wanted was to be alone with him in the changing room, and here we are.

I take a deep breath before I push the door open, the smell of strong aftershave and sweaty boys flooding my senses, and I scrunch my nose up in disgust. I walk down the main aisle, looking between the rows of lockers on either side of me. When I reach the end of the lockers and step out into the open changing area, I feel a pair of hands push me up against the last locker, the metal clang echoing loudly around the room as I try to get my bearings, blinking to see Mason stood in front of me, his body mere inches from mine.

‘I can’t believe you snitched to Coach,’ he whispers, hand appearing at the base of my throat, instantly sending shivers through me. ‘What did you expect me to do?’ I say breathlessly, and he tilts my head back so I can look up at him, his dark eyes locking with mine, pupils blown wide with desire. ‘I expected you to come in here and beg me to fuck you,’ he murmurs, and I let out a little laugh.

‘I told you. I don’t beg, especially not for you.’ ‘Sounds like something I used to say. Trying to play me at my own game, babe?’ he asks, amusement creeping into his voice, but he’s mainly angry, his veins corded tight and body tense, muscle jumping in his jaw with the effort of keeping himself under control. ‘No. I just don’t want you,’ I reply with a smile, and he lets out a humourless laugh, pads of his fingers lightly pressing into the sides of my throat.

‘Sure. Of course you don’t. Let’s see how much you don’t want me,’ he murmurs, his free hand pushing one of my legs out wider so he has space to put his hand up my skirt. The second his fingers make contact with my underwear, he lets out a laugh at how wet the material is, making me look away from him in embarrassment.

‘Look at me, babe,’ he commands, my eyes flitting back to his as he pushes my pants aside, swiping a finger along my dripping wet folds. I let out a shaky breath, and he chuckles softly. ‘I think you’re lying, angel. I think you actually do want me. A lot,’ he grins, taking his hand from under my skirt and lifting his finger to his mouth, his skin glistening with my arousal. He takes his finger into his mouth, eyes closing as he tastes me, a soft groan rumbling from his chest.

‘God, you taste even better than I remember. Behave, and I might eat you out,’ he murmurs, and despite the thrill that runs through my body, I’m too stubborn to give in. ‘I’m not here for you to eat me out, or fuck me, or whatever it is that you’re so desperate to do to me. I’m here for my safety shorts,’ I exhale, and he rolls his eyes.

‘You can earn them.’ ‘Earn them? They’re mine, you dick,’ I spit out, and he laughs softly. ‘Not anymore. You can either earn them… or swap them for something,’ he proposes, and I raise an eyebrow. ‘Swap them for what?’ I ask, and he pretends to think it over, both of us already knowing what he’s gonna say. ‘Your pants,’ he says softly, and I’m silent for a few moments, debating what I should do. And as much as I want to stay strong, I find my resolve weakening even more with every second I stare into his beautiful brown eyes.

‘Take them then,’ I whisper, and he doesn’t react for a moment. ‘What was that, angel?’ he asks, and he isn’t teasing – he’s genuinely stunned. ‘I told you take them,’ I breathe out, and his eyes darken, chest rising and falling with a deep breath, the boy trying to compose himself. But he loses his self-control almost as quickly as I lost my resolve – it seems neither of us are very strong-willed.

His lips crash against mine, and he kisses me forcefully and passionately, his hand pressing into the side of my throat whilst the other wanders up and down my body. The familiarity of this, of kissing him, of having his hands on me, is so overwhelming, and I can’t help but kiss him back, hands resting on his chest before sliding down to the hem of his undershirt. We break apart briefly so I can take his shirt off before our lips reconnect, my hands roaming across his smooth skin and hard muscle.

The way our lips move in perfect sync brings back memories of long nights past, and I let out a whimper against his mouth, the sound only making him more desperate, our kiss turning sloppy and his movements becoming even rougher. I didn’t realise how much I missed him, his scent and his taste only making me want him more.

I slide my hands into his hair, pulling lightly on the locks, and he lets out a heavenly groan into my mouth, the sound sending a fresh wave of arousal through me. He takes my lower lip between his teeth before running his tongue across it, making me moan softly. ‘Fuck. You sound so fucking pretty,’ he says against my lips, lifting one of my legs to wrap around his waist, allowing him full access to me.

He moves my pants aside, sliding a finger into me, and I can’t help but break the kiss, my head falling back against the locker as my walls tighten around his finger. ‘Stop clenching. If you can’t even take one finger, how will you take my cock? Stop clenching, babe,’ he murmurs soothingly as his finger pumps in and out of me leisurely, my hands clutching onto his shoulders.

His mouth finds my bare neck, lips pressing kisses and teeth nipping softly at skin as he fucks me with his finger, gradually increasing his pace before adding another finger, making me whimper. Obscene squelching fills the room, drowning out the soft noises that fall from my lips as he scissors his fingers in an attempt to stretch me out, my body squirming against the lockers.

‘Stop fucking moving, or I’ll spread you across my lap. I might not have a belt with me, but my hand works just fine,’ he threatens, lips moving against my skin, and I try my best to keep myself still, but when the tips of his fingers brush against the spongy spot inside me, a gasp escapes my lips as my back arches away from the lockers, boobs pressing against his chest, his lips curving up into a smirk. My slick coats his skin as he rocks his hand back and forth, my moans becoming more and more frequent, my walls fluttering around him uncontrollably.

‘Does that feel good, angel?’ he asks in a gentle voice, and all I can do is moan in response, but he takes it as an answer, his thumb beginning to draw harsh circles at my clit. ‘Fuck, Mason,’ I moan, and he hums against my skin, fingers getting me closer and closer to my orgasm. ‘That’s my good girl. My pretty baby, so good for me,’ he murmurs soothingly, lips sucking at the skin under my jaw, and the knot in my stomach only tightens more and more.

And then his fingers disappear from inside me. ‘Mase,’ I whimper, and his gaze hardens. ‘Don’t be a fucking brat, or I’ll edge you until you’re fucking crying. Is that what you want, angel?’ he demands, and I don’t respond. He used to be able to get me to submit with minimal effort, but that was then. I won’t be his little bitch anymore.

I match his stare, not saying a word, and he breaks after a few moments, chuckling softly. ‘Looks like I was wrong. Maybe you have changed. Not such a good girl after all,’ he muses, and I roll my eyes. ‘It doesn’t matter. It just means breaking you will be even more fun,’ he grins before sinking down to his knees. I can barely mask my shock – in the couple years we were together, he never got on his knees for me. Maybe I’m not the only one who’s changed.

He slides his hands up my bare legs before his fingers hook around the waistband of my pants. He slowly pulls them down my legs, helping me step out of them, and he throws them over his shoulder to the bench where his belongings sit. He clearly wasn’t joking about a trade.

He pushes my legs apart before pulling one over his shoulder, his face mere centimetres from where I want him most. He doesn’t make a move though, and I slide my fingers into his hair, trying to pull his head closer to me. ‘Behave,’ he warns, and I sigh, loosening my grip on his locks and waiting for him to do something, my patience wearing thin very quickly.

‘Mason,’ I breathe out, and he chuckles, his warm breath fanning across my dripping wet pussy, making me shudder. ‘I want you to beg, babe,’ he murmurs, and I let out a soft laugh. ‘Not gonna happen.’ ‘Then I won’t make you cum,’ he threatens, and I look down at him with a raised eyebrow. ‘Fine by me. I’ll find someone else. I’m sure one of your teammates could do a better job than you,’ I grin, his eyes darkening, his jaw clenched.

‘You fucking brat. Don’t even think about fucking one of my teammates, I swear to God. I could’ve dragged you off the pitch when you did that fucking standing split earlier, flashed your pants to the entire team,’ he spits out angrily, and I grin to myself at pissing him off so easily. ‘I thought you were supposed to be the image of class and sophistication. Not a dirty little whore,’ he murmurs, and I shoot him a death stare.

Before I can respond, his head disappears beneath my skirt and I feel him lick a slow, bold stripe across my folds, my hips jerking at the feeling. He swirls his tongue around my clit, making me let out a whimper of his name, and he chuckles against my core, grabbing onto my waist to hold me in place.

‘I wonder what the cheer girls would think if they knew their captain was being eaten out in the boys’ changing room. I wonder what they’d say if they heard their captain’s pretty moans, saw their captain being a desperate little bitch for her ex-boyfriend,’ he teases, warm breath hitting my skin, sending shivers through me, before he begins licking along my folds, tongue hard and flat against me.

I grip onto his shoulders, head thrown back against the lockers, my moans of his name projecting around the room as he brings his fingers to clit, rubbing slow circles. The stimulation at my clit paired with his long licks have me falling apart on his tongue, my stomach already tightening with another threat of an orgasm.

And then he pushes a finger between my folds again, pumping in and out of me as my walls tighten at the intrusion. ‘Gotta stretch you out for my cock, babe. Take it like a good girl. Stop clenching,’ he murmurs soothingly against my inner thigh as he pushes three fingers into me, the stretch making me moan out. ‘Fuck, Mason,’ I whimper, and he hums in response before attaching his lips to my clit, sucking at the bundle of nerves.

‘So good for me, angel. Taking my fingers so well,’ he says, lips still against my clit, and I feel my high nearing quickly, moans and whimpers escaping my lips every few seconds. He’s still just as good with his mouth, his tongue flicking harshly across my clit before he licks along my folds, fingers still pumping into me, curling against the spot inside that brings me closer and closer to the edge. And he knows how close I am, the pace of his fingers and his tongue ever increasing.

And then we hear the door of the changing room open, followed by a group of loud male voices, laughing and joking. Before I can even register it, Mason’s on his feet, lifting me up into his arms and practically sprinting into the shower area, rushing into one of the cubicles. He puts me down carefully, a hand over my mouth, my orgasm fading away because of the fear of being caught.

In my mind, the logical thing to do would be to stay silent and wait for them to leave. But, as he’s proven time and time again, Mason isn’t logical, the boy pushing me up against the tiled wall, his free hand pushing his shorts down just enough to free his hard cock. He keeps his hand over my mouth as he pumps himself, rubbing his precum across his length and biting down on his lip to keep himself silent.

He lets go of his cock after a few seconds to lift one of my legs against his body, ankle slotting into place on his shoulder. Despite thinking this is a terrible idea, I let him do as he pleases, his fingers slipping into my mouth to keep me quiet as he runs the head of his cock up and down my folds, my walls clenching in anticipation.

Our eyes are locked together, a smirk on his face as he slowly slides into me, his cock stretching me out almost painfully. My face contorts with pleasure under his intense gaze as he fills me up completely, and it takes every ounce of my self-control not to moan out his name, my head falling back against the shower wall with a dull thud.

‘What was that?’ I hear one of the boys say, the others asking what he’s talking about, and panic fills my body. But along with the panic is arousal at the idea of being caught, my pussy gushing around Mason, and he smirks, slowly thrusting into me like he has all the time in the world.

I hear footsteps nearing us before they stop abruptly. ‘Look at this,’ a voice says quietly, more footsteps following his words. ‘What?’ ‘Look.’ ‘Is that… a pair of pants?’ ‘Yeah. And those shorts that the cheerleaders wear, next to Mount’s bag.’ ‘Didn’t he take y/n’s shorts? Do you think those are hers? And the pants?’ ‘Who else?’ ‘Nah, no way. y/n hates him. She’d never fuck him,’ one of the voices says with conviction, Mason grinning victoriously, and I roll my eyes with irritation, trying to ignore his slow and steady thrusts.

‘They used to date, idiot.’ ‘Yeah, used to. Didn’t you hear them arguing? There’s no way they’d be fucking now.’ ‘Nah, I bet they are.’ ‘Where, though? In here?’ ‘We’d be able to hear them if they were in here. They’re probably in a toilet somewhere.’ ‘No way. They’re not fucking. They hate each other,’ one of the boys says, and I can barely focus, distracted by the waves of pleasure rolling over me.

‘That’s the best way for it to be, bro. Didn’t you hear how he called her a brat in front of Coach? I bet she was so angry at him, and when exes are angry at each other, they hate-fuck,’ the guy says, as though it’s so simple, and Mason looks like he’s just about holding back his laughter, rocking his hips against mine at a steady pace.

‘Do you believe him?’ ‘Believe who, about what?’ ‘Mount, about y/n being a brat.’ ‘Yeah. They dated. If anyone knows, it’s him.’ ‘He’s so lucky.’ ‘Lucky?’ ‘Yeah. He used to date the cheer captain, and he got to fuck her as well?’ ‘She wasn’t cheer captain when they were together.’ ‘She was still sexy, though,’ one guy says, all of them laughing. ‘Has little Jakey got a crush on the cheer captain?’ one of them says teasingly, all of them mocking the one guy who tries to defend himself, the others eventually agreeing with him that I am sexy, which definitely boosts my ego.

‘Come on, let’s go,’ one of them says suddenly. ‘Why?’ ‘Because if they come back and we’re in here talking about them, don’t you think it’ll be awkward?’ ‘They’re not fucking.’ ‘Then why are y/n’s pants and shorts next to Mount’s bag? Explain that, bro.’ ‘…Whatever.’ ‘Exactly. Come on, let’s just go.’ Their footsteps and voices get quieter before we hear the door open and close.

We’re both silent for a few seconds, to make sure they’re definitely gone, before Mason pulls all the way out only to slam back in. I let out a loud moan around his fingers, his other hand moving to rest at the base of my throat whilst his cock hammers into me ruthlessly.

‘You’re so wet for me, y/n. My pretty baby likes the idea of being caught with her ex’s cock inside her, yeah? Does the thought of being caught turn you on, babe? Or is it the thought that some little second years have crushes on you?’ he asks, and I can’t even muster up a response, just moaning helplessly as he slams into me, the drag of his cock against my walls making me weak.

‘Taking me so well, angel. So good for me, babe,’ he praises, his voice strained with the effort of pounding into me, and my mind is completely blank of anything, of everything but him. I didn’t realise how much I missed his cock, didn’t remember how good he felt inside me.

I feel my orgasm nearing, my walls fluttering around him, but that doesn’t stop him from fucking me hard, his balls slapping up against my ass, one of my hands gripping onto his shoulder to keep myself steady, the other splayed against the cold shower wall. My legs are starting to ache, with one being up against his shoulder and the other trying to hold all my body weight on my tiptoes, but this was always his favourite position. He liked putting my flexibility to good use, proud to fuck such a good cheerleader.

‘You’re even more flexible now, babe. Stretching for me so well, such a good girl,’ he breathes out, fingers slipping out of my mouth and sliding down to grope at my boobs through my top, his short nails digging into the soft flesh of my breasts. And then I feel his cock twitching inside me, knowing he’s nearing his high just like I am.

Instead of speeding up like he always used to, he slows down, fucking me deep, the head of his cock scraping against the spot inside me. He lets out sinfully soft grunts and groans as he moves his hand from my boobs to rub slow circles at my clit, clearly wanting me to get there first.

‘Feels good?’ he asks, and I just about manage to nod, a soft laugh falling from his lips. ‘Of course it does. No one can fuck you as well as I can, babe. You’re all mine, right? My good little slut,’ he murmurs, clearly testing if I’ll make good of my threat from earlier, but I’m too caught up in the pleasure to react. He could call me whatever he wants in this moment – as long as I get to cum on his cock, I don’t give a fuck.

‘Close?’ he asks, and I let out a whimper of his name in response, and he takes that as an answer, rubbing more forcefully at my clit, the head of his cock repeatedly hitting the spot that makes me let out choked moans, an arrogant grin on his face. His hand around my throat tightens, cutting off my airways slightly, and I let out an unintelligible string of curses, my breathing quickly becoming laboured.

‘Are you gonna cum, y/n? Is my pretty baby gonna cum for her ex-boyfriend who she hates so much, who she’d never fuck?’ he asks with a smirk, the knot in my stomach uncomfortably tight, pleasure filling my body from head to toe. ‘Come on, angel. Cum for me. Cum on my cock like a good little slut,’ he murmurs against my ear, voice deep and soft.

His cock pounding into me, his fingers rubbing my clit, his hand tight around my throat, his dirty talk – it’s all too much, and my high hits me so hard. My mouth falls open in a silent moan, my legs shaking and my walls clenched around him so hard he can’t move. He keeps me pressed against the wall to stop me from falling as he rubs my clit to get me through my orgasm, my vision completely blurred with the tears that stream down my face, my nails digging into his back and my head thrown back.

As soon as I begin to come down from my high and my walls loosen around him, he begins to chase his own orgasm, with no concern for me at all. He slams into me, again and again, and the overstimulation is too much, making me whine and sob pathetically, but he doesn’t care, both hands on my waist to keep me in place so he can fuck into me as hard as he pleases.

I blink away the tears, my vision finally clearing, and I nearly cum again just from the sight of him. His hair is pasted down to his forehead with sweat, his skin completely drenched and glistening with perspiration, lips parted and letting out grunts and groans and moans of my name, his lips swollen and shining. His eyes are impossibly dark, completely blown wide with lust, and his face is flushed, his tan skin tinged with red. His muscles ripple with the effort of fucking me, desperate whines escaping his lips as he chases his high, body tensed. He looks like sin incarnate.

His dick twitches uncontrollably, and I gather the last ounces of my energy to clench around him, holding him in place, deep inside me, his hips stuttering with erratic thrusts. ‘Fuck, babe, I’m gonna cum. So good for me, angel, so good. Shit, I’m gonna-’ he moans loudly, making my lips curl with satisfaction as he buries his head in my neck, letting out a moan of my name against my skin.

He fills me up with his cum, slowly moving his hips back and forth to get himself through his orgasm, and I try my best to meet his thrusts, rocking my body against his. Once he’s come down from his high, he carefully pulls out of me and takes my leg down from his shoulder, relief flooding my body.

His gaze is focused between my legs as he tucks himself back in, obviously expecting to see his cum dripping out of me, and I roll my eyes to myself. ‘It’s too deep,’ I say, voice hoarse, and he looks at me questioningly. ‘You came too deep. It won’t come out yet,’ I breathe out, and he looks proud of himself, which makes me roll my eyes again.

‘Come on,’ he murmurs, lifting me into his arms and carrying me out into the open changing space, lying me down on the bench beside his bag. He gets a towel out of his bag and slides it over my body, cleaning me up as I try to get my breath back, sipping on his water.

‘Do you have a change of clothes?’ he asks and, despite my tiredness, I shake my head at his stupid question. ‘Where would I have a change of clothes, Mason? Up my arse?’ I ask sarcastically, and he gives me a half-hearted dirty look. ‘There’s no space, not with the stick up there.’ ‘It’s not the stick taking up the space. It’s your fat head,’ I murmur, and he lets out a surprised laugh, giving me an impressed nod.

‘Okay, I’m gonna take that as a no. I’ve got something you can wear, though,’ he says, and I raise an eyebrow. ‘I’m not walking out of this changing room wearing your training kit.’ ‘It’s not my training kit, stupid. I’ve got a pair of shorts and a t-shirt that would fit you,’ he says, and I roll my eyes. ‘Oh, yeah, because no one’ll suspect anything if I leave the changing room wearing your clothes,’ I say drily, and he gives me a ‘seriously?’ look.

‘They’ll already be suspecting. Our friends will be waiting for us on the pitch, wondering where we are, and then they’re gonna realise we’re both gone and probably connect the dots that we’re together. People will see you leaving the boys’ changing room. And someone will have definitely walked past and heard you screaming my name like a little slut,’ he says purposely, laughing maniacally as he ducks away from my slap.

‘Oh, and those boys that came in. I wouldn’t be surprised if they’ve gone and told all their mates. I bet everyone already knows,’ he says, not sounding particularly bothered, but I’m full of dread. The last thing I need is everyone speaking about how the new Cheer Captain got fucked by her ex-boyfriend in the boys’ changing room on the day of try-outs.

‘This was a mistake,’ I mutter to myself, sitting up and staring unseeingly at the wall, the possibilities of what everyone’s gonna be saying about me already filling my mind. ‘What?’ ‘I said that this was a mistake.’ ‘Was it?’ he asks with a raised eyebrow. ‘Yes.’ ‘Well, it’s the best mistake I’ve ever made,’ he grins, and I almost hit him.

‘Mase, this isn’t funny,’ I say, his face softening at hearing his nickname on my lips for the first time in a long time. ‘I know, babe, I’m sorry. We’ll deny it. To everyone that asks. We’ll say that we just… sat here and spoke things out,’ he says, and I bite my lip worriedly.

‘What about those boys? They saw my underwear.’ ‘You should be grateful they came in. They saved you from having to beg,’ he says, and I just stare at him, waiting for him to be serious. ‘I’ll speak to them, don’t worry. If they want to keep their spots on the team, they won’t talk about it,’ he says, taking my hands into his comfortingly. ‘Promise?’ ‘I promise. No one needs to know the truth,’ he murmurs, earnest eyes locked with mine, and I nod, my nerves eased slightly.

‘Okay. Thank you.’ ‘Of course, babe. Now, don’t stress. It’s all gonna be fine. I’ll deal with it,’ he says firmly, helping me up from the bench, and I take a deep breath, my legs shaky. I walk around the space to get my legs back to normal, Mason getting himself redressed before sitting on the bench and watching me amusedly.

Once I’m steady on my feet, I hold out a hand for my underwear. He passes me my shorts, and I raise an eyebrow. ‘I have to put my underwear on before my shorts.’ ‘What part of the word ‘trade’ do you not understand, babe? You swapped your underwear for your shorts,’ he grins, and my eyes widen.

‘You’re not being serious.’ ‘I am, actually. Deadly serious,’ he says contentedly, tucking the pants into his pocket, and I close my eyes, keeping myself calm and willing myself not to murder him. I pull the shorts on, the feeling of them against my bare skin uncomfortable, and he just watches with an entertained smirk on his face. ‘How thick are they?’ he asks, and I look at him in confusion. ‘What?’ ‘How thick are your shorts?’ ‘Not thick at all. They have to be lightweight.’

‘You’d better clench then, babe. Don’t want my cum dripping down your leg in front of everyone, do you?’ he grins, and I shoot him a dirty look. ‘I hate you.’ ‘Do you let every boy that you hate fuck you like a little slut, then?’ ‘I swear to God, Mason, I will ruin your football career.’ ‘It’s worth it for you, babe.’

#mason mount #mason mount smut #mason mount imagine #mason mount fanfic #mason mount fluff #mason mount angst #chelsea fc

[daintyduck99]

Cliche prompts, and obviously I'm sending you "sharing an umbrella" bc we were talking about it 😂 Rulie bc I love it

Julie huddles in her cardigan as the wind howls and the rain starts to lash through the columns outside of the library, pelting her legs with stray droplets. She digs in her bag for her umbrella, grateful for her tia’s advice to always keep one in there. It’s a long walk from here to the parking garage, and it’ll at least be bearable with the cheerfully polka-dotted umbrella she’d been gifted. 

“Bless you, Tia,” she murmurs, extending the umbrella, only to yelp when it pokes someone in the chest. She lifts it to reveal them, flushing as she recognizes her victim. 

“Reggie! Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I wasn’t paying attention, it’s so cold, and I’m in a little bit of a hurry to get to my car. Are you okay?” 

He grins at her, sunny as ever, and her face feels even hotter as he rubs his chest. 

“I’m totally fine, see? No blood or anything. It probably won’t even bruise. And I should’ve said something sooner instead of waiting for you to notice me. It’s just that I’m not in a hurry.” 

He IS totally fine. Her eyes keep drifting to him during lectures, his glossy dark hair and expressive green eyes, framed by long lashes. His upturned nose and his pretty pink lips, pursed in concentration or twined in a crooked grin that makes her heart race, especially when he flashes it directly at her. Hints of a toned chest and arms under all of those layers, a pair of shapely long legs that are always showcased in skinny jeans. 

A laugh that replays in her head like her favorite song, melodic and chock full of cadences that she’s obsessed with figuring out. 

So yeah. It’s safe to say that she’s noticed him in all of the ways that are absolutely embarrassing for her. She swallows. 

“Walk with me? We could share the umbrella. That way you don’t have to wait out the rain, and it’s the least I could do after jabbing you with a bit of metal.” 

Reggie bites his lip. She glances away, pretending to check the weather so she won’t stare. 

“I would, but you’re going to the garage, right? I live in the opposite direction.” 

“I could drive you home!” Julie blurts. She hurries to backtrack as he gapes at her. “Unless you don’t want to get in my car, I know we’ve only known each other for a few weeks, it’s just such a miserable walk right now and—I like talking to you, I wouldn’t mind at all, I’m only in a hurry to get warm, and—your hair—you put so much effort into it and it looks so nice—” 

“Whoa, Julie!” Reggie breathes. His voice is wispy with something like disbelief, and the coloring of his cheeks is far more telling than hers, twin coronas of flame. “You’re—you’re fine, I wasn’t expecting you to offer. That’s really kind of you. Thanks.” 

She bites down on a smile as he rakes his fingers through his hair. “You’re welcome.” 

“Here.” He reaches for the umbrella, and Julie relinquishes it easily, shocked by the cool graze of his fingers. “You’ll walk with me for the jab, and I’ll carry the umbrella for the drive. Good?” 

“Perfect,” she squeaks, clearing her throat as they nestle beneath the umbrella, which hadn’t seemed quite this tiny before. He’s so close. His cheeks are still stained red. “Ready?” 

“Yeah. Watch out for the steps, I’ve already fallen down them on fair-weather days. I think there’s a ramp somewhere around the side, but it seems like a total accessibility issue, doesn’t it? Like sure, it looks pretty, but—” 

Julie can only nod, caught by the way their shoulders brush as they walk, slowly descending from the slippery stone steps. The hiss of heavy rainfall drowns out everything but his voice and the occasional slosh of a passing car, and the more he talks, the more she locates those cadences that are threaded through his laugh. It’s a lovely sound, his voice. 

She’s so lost in it that she slips on the bottom step, too quick to even yelp as she’s catapulted forward. She closes her eyes, bracing for impact—

—only to be yanked back instead of smacking onto the sidewalk, anchored to a firm chest by a leather-clad arm. Julie gasps. 

She tries to match the rhythm of Reggie’s breathing, tipping her head to look at him. He’s shifted the umbrella to his other hand, and he’s keeping it directly over them. He searches her eyes. 

“That was close. Sorry to grab you like that. Are you alright?” 

“Thanks to you,” she murmurs, renewing his blush. “Don’t be sorry. I’d much rather be in your arms than hurting on the wet concrete.” 

“Oh—” He bites his lip again. Given that she nearly just cracked her head open, she lets herself look. “Um—when you put it like that—that makes sense.” 

She covers his hand with hers, lightly tugging on the umbrella. “Okay, you saved me, so it’s my turn to carry the umbrella. Or we—we both could. Your shoulder’s wet. If we both hold it—” 

“That won’t happen,” he muses. He quirks his eyebrow at her. “Alright, if you insist.” 

She misses the heat of his body the second he releases her waist, but the solid line of his side pressed against hers is enough, the way his hand curls partially around hers as they hold the umbrella firmly centered. So he doesn’t hold it too high and have the wind rip it from their hands, he’d said, but Julie doesn’t care even if it’s an excuse. 

Later, when they’re parked outside of his apartment, shrouded by the heavy rain, and she leans over the console, breath hitching as he meets her halfway, her last coherent thought is another silent thank you to her tia for the innocuous little umbrella drying on her floor mat.

#UMBRELLA SHARING RULIE AND UNIVERSITY AUS MY BELOVEDS #thank you for this prompt ilysm <3 #rulie #reggie x julie #cliche prompts #ficlets with ash #julie and the phantoms

[antonelaa]

ALL  ABOUT  NED  .  (  stats  )  know  more  about  your  favorite  nosy  ned  !

basic information

full name: edward roderico leeds ( originally: nedward roderico leeds )

nickname(s): ned , “guy in the chair” , nedward

age: currently twenty - three

date of birth: nov 10th

hometown: queens , new york , usa

current location: still new york lol

ethnicity: filipino ( ilocano )

nationality: american

gender: cis male

pronouns: he/him

orientation: demiromantic , demisexual

religion: baptized as roman catholic , doesn’t practice as much

political affiliation: he doesn’t vote :/ sorry, maybe if a hero ran for office he’ll pay attention

occupation: full - time student at m.i.t.  , sales at foot locker

living arrangements: two - bedroom apartment shared with felicia hardy ( @blqckcat )

language(s) spoken: american english , tagalog , ilocano

accent: an american one , slight tagalog one when under duress or when speaking to elder relatives

physical appearance

face claim: jacob batalon

hair colour: when he does have one , it’s dark brown ( no im not gonna answer if he’s bald bc i keep changing my mind djkfh )

eye colour: dark brown

height: 5′5″

tattoos: none ( at the moment )

piercings: he got one of his ears pierced sometime during his teens , but he let it close up rip

clothing style: comfortable shirts , graphic tees , button - ups in different patterns , bomber jackets , khaki pants , sweatpants , plain colored sneakers , & glasses in different styles ( non - prescription , he just thinks they’re cool )

usual expression: a calm smile 

distinguishing characteristics: the glasses 

health

physical ailments: none he knows of 

neurological conditions: alSO none he knows of 

allergies: seasonal allergies ( spring / pollen ) 

sleeping habits: it’s not a perfect world & depending on how his days go , he would only spend eight hours maximum for sleep . the lowest he’d gone is about two hours ( maybe less ) of sleep inside a 24 - hour duration .

eating habits: ned is raised on both filipino and american cuisine , having had the former at home and the latter when in school / friends’ houses . he eats when he is hungry or when stressed . he and i both like to think they’re in reasonable portions

exercise habits: he walks a lot during his daily life & considers that his exercise . being chased by nefarious figures while being associated with peter also counts as exercise

emotional stability: about an 8 ; ned lets a lot of things slide , mostly because he’s likely to distract himself as a way of coping ( usually with humor ) ; he needs a breakdown , if you ask me . nothing big , just something to ruin his weekend perhaps

sociability: being raised in a household with people in it , ned likes people and he likes having company . he rarely asks for time alone and only for specific activities .

body temperature: average

addictions: none 

drug use: 420 - friendly

alcohol use: once he hit his 20′s , it became a bit more frequent . more socially than anything else though .

personality

positive traits: dynamic , amiable , exuberant 

negative traits: tactless , timid , loquacious 

goals/desires: get a full - time job within a field of his choosing 

fears: getting lost in an unknown place , getting left behind 

hobbies: video games , reading old news bits 

habits: sometimes pointing at someone / something with their lips 

favourites

weather: he likes it when it’s sunny outside , but not too bright and not too hot . 

colour: blue in almost every shade , some greens and browns 

music: dance , pop , lo-fi , a hint of anime and a splash of childhood favorite sing-alongs ( frère jacques !!! ) 

movies: sci-fi , comedies ( having grown up on filipino comedies ) , and he’s slowly getting into documentaries 

sport: tetherball , basketball , soccer - he’s not a pro on any of those but he has a lot of fun 

beverage: a ton of gatorade , but also tea with sugar ( or is that just warmed up gatorade? who knows! )

food: potato products like fries & mashed potatoes , fruit salads

animal: he likes bunnies & dogs , cats from afar 

family

father: tbd , faceclaim : richard gomez

mother: tbd , faceclaim : tia carrere

sibling(s): 👀 none he knows of

children: none . 

pet(s): none . the stray cats in their apartment maybe

family’s financial status: ned’s parents + lola live in a condo somewhere in queens , ned has his 2 bedroom apartment with felicia but he’s the one that pays for it . those two statements correlate to the answer to this one bc i do not know words 

extra

zodiac sign: scorpio 

what’s in his edc ( everyday carry ): inside one black backpack ( jansport probably until he upgrades ) , he has -- portable spoon & fork , a water bottle , a legal pad , one tablet , a three - subject notebook , and a pencil case with approx. two mechanical pencils , extra lead , two ballpoint pens ( bic brand ) , three staedtler felt - tips ( red , blue , green ) ,  one yellow highlighter ( stabilo bold ) , a portable charger + cords , his phone , wallet , wet wipes & an emergency regent brand mini cake .

#reshielded:extra #( ned . self ) #( ned . dossier * ) #nobody asked 4 it but i needed it #can u belieb that i wrote this n yet still know nothing abt this man #i am a writer yes #stats.

[nicistrying]

Happy Monday! It's a bank holiday here but that means nothing to me bc I work in retail! 😂 Lots of love to everyone still working today.

I feel better today than I have for the past few days, not really sure why - could be the fact the weather was much better, maybe that I actually had a little time with Matthew to go for a nice sunny walk before work - tbh I don't really care why, I'm just really grateful to feel more like myself and I'll be grateful for as long as it lasts.

Was feeling a bit stressed when I finished work at 6, I hadn't seen much of my manager bc as soon as I got in and put my bag down the girl on the till rang for me bc she'd finished her shift so I just ended up taking over on the till and was stuck there all afternoon. It was busy enough that I wasn't bored so I was fine, but I fucked a few things up and had to get the manager to come fix them and I think he was pissed at me and thought of me as incompetent, which is annoying, bc whenever I've been in and he hasn't been there, I've been completely competent because I wasn't worrying constantly about what he thinks of me 🙃 But anyway I met a guy I hadn't met yet and he was lovely, then the other guy I get on well with came in and I just kind of chatted to him for my last hour while we tidied up and pottered about. So all in all it really wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be.

The weather was still beautiful when I left so I came home, stuck my music on and had a little dance party to pump myself up a bit and went straight out for my first run in a while! It was lovely. The temperature was just perfect, the parks and trails were pretty quiet, I saw a few squirrels, and the sunset was gorgeous! I've really missed sunset runs. I'm so excited for the weather to cool down a bit bc I tend to run a lot more in autumn and winter bc I don't get so hot and itchy. Had one of my peanut butter-oat-nut bars I made this morning to refuel until dinner and am now soaking in the bath. Hope everyone has had a good start to the week 😊

#personal #work #mental health #anxiety #mood swings #fitblr #fitness #run #sunset run!! #running #fitbit #fitness blog #workout #exercise #happy #exercise is wonderful therapy #health blog #personal fitblr #active fitblr #healthy lifestyle #active lifestyle

[vanqvish]

here is my ranking of every umbrella academy musical moment!!

i lack proper word choice so you will be seeing the words “good” and “scene” repeatedly

spoilers below!!

1. run boy run - i knew this was gonna come in first the moment i started making this list. the first time i saw this scene i almost threw up bc it hit so hard. i think i’ve watched it over 50 times and it just hurts every damn time. there was never a more perfect song choice in the rest of the show. basically, this scene is the reason run boy run is my top song of the decade.

2. istanbul - no fight scene will ever top this. this song goes so well with the scene and for what? i get whiplash everytime i hear istanbul now

3. the walker - i love the bank scene with all my heart, it’s so fun and the song just works with it

4. saturday night - the way this song is introduced is SO GOOD!! i was in love with it. i used to watch the part where they all run in a line in the lines religiously

5. my way - i had a freak out when the umbrella academy account posted this and then i watched it and freaked out even more. watching the siblings come together to use their powers and doing it with this song playing was perfect, especially the part when the bombs dropped

6. in the heat of the moment - what can i say, i’m a sucker for scenes of five in the apocalypse. i don’t know why i like this scene so much but it might be the song. anyways

7. mary - THIS SCENE IS SO SAD HGSDAGHJ first time i cried watching umbrella academy… and the song is so fucking good

8. the order of death - this scene gave me goosebumps i stg it’s so good

9. golden brown - i fell in love with this scene and this song the first time i watched it and i really can’t explain why. it just hits different

10. soul kitchen - i love this scene so much that it hurts. i hate saying this but the vibes are off the charts. until dave fucking dies

11. kill of the night - i love five that’s all i have to say

12. right back where we started - i love how they did this! the song choice + the way they displayed the years was great

13. all die young - sad montage #3 this scene HITS and i can’t explain why

14. i’m a man - diego and reginald fighting was something i didn’t know i needed to see

15. hazy shade of winter - just reminds me of umbrella academy so it must be ranked high

16. sinnerman - just goes so damn hard i love it

17. i think we’re alone now - one of those scenes where everyone loves it but i just don’t as much? i still enjoy it but it’s not my fav. ranked high just because it’s iconic lol

18. memory bound - such a good song and i love watching diego and klaus bond/fight to it. really fits the scene too

19. sister of pearl - my smile gets so fucking big when i watch this part i love ben so m much and the song works so well

20. phantom of the opera medley - slaps so hard such a good scene

21. twistin’ the night away - aww cute i loved this

22. pepper - was def not expecting this scene but i loved it

23. this year’s love - rlly gonna make me cry like that huh, song is kinda basic though

24. picture book - fun intro, good song

25. comin’ home baby - so fun i love it and the song fits

26. sunny - the transitions in this scene are god tier also klaus having a sugar mommy lmao

27. rocket fuel - i really like this scene?? idk why

28. happy together - good cover idk what else to say i just enjoy it

29. renegade - would’ve loved to see this as a five fight scene but this was great too

30. i was made for lovin’ you - cool fight cool song

31. shingaling - underrated this scene is so good

32. never tear us apart - also makes me sad but not as much as run boy run - still a great scene

33. hold on, i’m comin’ - i love seeing allison use her power and this song fits really well

34. polk salad annie - this was really conflicting bc five killing the commission is one of my favorite scenes of the whole show but i don’t really like the song so it goes in the middle

35. sunshine, lollipops and rainbows - again with the upbeat songs to fight scenes and it works so well, especially with the setting they’re in

36. everybody (backstreet’s back) - i also didn’t know where to put this one. great scene i just wish they would’ve used this song in a different scene with all of the siblings fighting

37. lost woman - cute lil vanya in a cute lil montage. i did enjoy seeing all of the siblings reading her book

38. here comes the end - again love the song just wish it was somewhere else

39. major tom - i like the song with the scene but i don’t care that much about pogo’s backstory

40. love is blue - solid scene

41. exit music (for a film) - sad montage #1! don’t get me wrong i love radiohead and this song but i guess it just didn’t hit as hard as it could’ve

42. don’t stop me now - don’t kill me i just didn’t really enjoy this specific song with the scene,, i did like this fight though

43. one - cool song but i hate harold. also could’ve easily been a luther song

44. i’ll never do you wrong - actually kind of made me sad

45. lundi matin - i really enjoyed this for some reason

46. dancing in the moonlight - cool scene if you can get past the fucking incest

47. we’re through - i really like this song there’s just not much of a scene to go with it

48. in hell i’ll be in good company - i don’t have much to say about this but the song slaps

49. won’t be long - allison + aretha franklin is a good combo

50. hello - THIS MADE ME LAUGH SO HARD SORRY!!! it wasn’t the cover itself, the cover was great, it was just the scene as a whole

51. crazy - the cover just felt like a weird choice to me

52. bibbidi-bobbidi-boo - cool i just didn’t really care

53. stay with me - baddie cha-cha also i love mary j. blige

54. dancing with myself - clever little shits

55. mad about you - sad montage #2 that’s all i have to say

56. unwind yourself - funny but i don’t care for the song

57. barracuda - i like the song but i don’t think it was needed

58. blood like lemonade - there’s nothing wrong with the scene but the song kinda annoys me sometimes

59. goody two shoes - it’s fine lol i don’t really have many thoughts

60. they call me a fool - visit i’ll make it easy

61. i’ll make it easy - i never even remember when this plays but i know that the song is fine

62. bad guy - i’m so sorry i just did not like this song choice

63. stormy weather - emmy did so good i just don’t really care for it

64. something on your mind - this song pisses me off and you can barely hear it lol

65. (feels like) heaven - i actually love this song so putting it down here hurts but it just plays on the radio

66. wicked games - i hate this song so much

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Winx Club Season 3 Thoughts (4kids) Part 2

Picking back up from where we left off - 3x14. Part 1 here.

Warning for some heavy anti Bloom stuff. I don’t normally let these get hateful but I just cannot anymore and this is my own rewatch and my own opinion. You can just not read it if you think you don’t want to or you don’t need the negativity. And there is some of that just in general as well and not only in regards to Bloom. (This also gets pretty angry with Valtor in the last few episodes because he’s been getting on my nerves.)

3x14:

- Well, I’m crying too. I know Tecna will be fine but seeing Winx so heartbroken is making me weep along with them. And what they said about wishing they’d laughed more at her jokes was particularly hard to swallow. Now I am genuinely upset, too.

- Aww, Riven is trying to be a good friend (even if he keeps insisting Tecna’s gone). And Timmy saying he can feel her presence is just some next level romantic shit considering his thing (and Tecna’s) has always been technology. He’s throwing logic out the window for his girl and I am ready to cry all over again just for that.

- Did they think of not being friends anymore? I know it feels wrong without Tecna but being together would have surely been better than breaking apart that friendship. And Tecna wouldn’t have wanted that from them.

- Oppositus is just hilarious. “Part sunny and part rainy. Hot and cold.” Well, that’s the perfect weather. Everyone will get what they want at one point or another.

- At least Faragonda and Griselda thought of monitoring the girls. Not that they’re doing such a great job of it but that’s another thing.

- That scene with Stormy getting spelled with Oppositus is really getting on my nerves but in a kind of calm way. It’s like it’s not making me mad but I really don’t like it so I am just sitting through it with a pained smile. I just wish Icy and Darcy would be a bit more supportive. (Also, Stella got spelled with Oppositus in season 1 as well so he’s not really showing them anything that special.)

- Didn’t they establish that the witches were hypnotized and doing whatever Valtor wanted. Why did they think that they wouldn’t be brainwashed all of a sudden? What? Did they think Valtor would give them a break for the day? And of course, let’s just barge into Cloud Tower with no plan of attack and no advantage of taking him by surprise. Fucking spectacular. Also, they couldn’t defeat him when Tecna was with them last time and all six of them fought him together. Why do they think they can take him down now? Yes, Flora got her Enchantix since then but they’re down with one member and Valtor has stolen new spells. They don’t stand a chance.

- I love how Valtor is messing with them. It’s obvious that he can defend himself against Bloom’s blasts but he wanted to get her mad to get her to use her full power and destroy her with Oppositus. And trapping Musa and Flora into what they hate the most is pretty horrible but I am kinda amused. (However, since he is pretty much using their opposites, for the longest time I thought he spelled the two of them with Oppositus too but he didn’t.)

- Rock cannibals of the dark dimension? Damn, I really wanna see that!

- Oritel has magic? I am pretty sure Valtor was lying about that considering that he was lying about everything else. And admitting that he couldn’t have defeated Oritel without a deception? That doesn’t sound like something Valtor would say. Gotta hand it to him, though, that was a pretty good plan he had for getting rid of Bloom.

- Aww, Griffin thinking so fondly of Faragonda even though she’s talking about a time when Faragonda was stronger than her. That is so cute.

- Why wasn’t Stormy at least a bit mad about what Valtor did to her?

- The Detention Dimension is such a fun concept. I love it! (I’m not loving the fact that I just got a second fic idea from this episode, though.)

- At least they figured out that the girls escaped. Otherwise, they would have said bye-bye to Bloom as well. And yay, for the Company of Light being back into action (”There’s just something about Valtor that makes everyone want to give him payback” XD (I think the Company is not over what happened 17 years ago either)) and everything but that “power pose” they’re striking is just so lame.

- Doing a dragon head thing with their hands to summon a protective shield is such a cool idea. Though, it did took me a while to figure out what was going on. It was only after seeing that Saladin was using his staff with the dragon head instead of doing the hand gesture that I figured out what they were actually doing there.

- The deception spell Darcy used was cool but shouldn’t there be some magic to the Detention Dimension that prevents that? Or was the logic that if they can pull such a spell off, then they are free to go because obviously they’re good at being witches?

- Valtor did take damage from Bloom’s fire but that was her full might there and it barely fazed him for a few moments. That Enchantix of hers must be really powerful for her to be so much stronger in later episodes. Or, once again, the writers just simply don’t know what they’re doing and can’t measure up their powers in a normal way. Poor Darcy, though. She thought he was angry at them for using the deception spell.

3x15:

- Ugh, I hate the Pyros arc.

- Thank god Sky missed Bloom. I am so not in the mood for them. But hey, Brandon is back, too! After being locked up like some criminal. Okay, but Sky said that Diaspro was banished from Eraklyon and we wouldn’t see her again. So why do we see her again several times in following seasons?

- I was gonna say that Pyros wasn’t so bad but... yeah, it’s... pretty bad. That shot of Bloom right before she blasted that dragon from underwater is so cool, though! (I kinda feel like she should be on better terms with dragons, though. You know, because of the Dragon Fire. Or does that just annoy them more? Looks like option B in this case.)

- Look at Riven running from emotions like it’s the plague! And Brandon has his own girlfriend and the consequences of staying out with her to deal with. But at least Sky is back to being helpful now that he’s not spelled anymore.

- Since when can’t Valtor shapeshift? He did turn into a deer in 3x10. That is shapeshifting. God, this show is so annoying with its lack of continuity. I reconsidered this and okay, I can see how his shapeshifting was limited to only animate things. And he needed to turn into a lightning which is different. I admit I was slightly but not completely wrong because it is incorrect that he can’t shapeshift. He can, just not to the degree that he needs.

- I see it’s time for Darcy to be the “favorite one”. He’s playing them so hard and Icy and Darcy are so falling for it. I totally agree with Stormy that they’re throwing themselves at him for attention.

- Stormy: I’m over him. Me: Good for her!

- Daphne! It’s been so long. I wish we’d seen more of her. Even though they dragged her into that stupidity about the dragon. Also, how is Bloom supposed to become stronger if she doesn’t know what to do? I feel her confusion (which I really hate to admit but I do).

- “If a monkey falls in a fountain, does it make a sound?” I. AM. SCREECHING!

- Oof, the maneuver with the coat was so smooth! And we saw him fight more physically! And get knocked face first into the ground! XD

- Timmy counted Tecna’s freckles? Talk about precision. XD But aww, Tecna laughed at his jokes because she knew what it’s like when no one laughed at hers. *sob* They are so cute!

- Walk like a dragon? Seriously? That is so ridiculous.

- Oh, thank god. For a moment I thought they were gonna make her eat bugs.

- I’m with Darcy. I like Valtor when he’s so chill in the middle of his chaotic energy. But the bracelet? To protect her from negative energy? Isn’t giving a witch a charm that wards off negative energy the same as casting a protective spell over Cloud Tower? Which he mocked in 3x10. And the shapeshifting thing is still stupid but damn! Turning into lightning? That is FUCKING AWESOME! I WANNA!!!!!!

- Oof, Bloom summoned the Dragon Fire from inside her? Okay, that was cool. Also, interesting that both Bloom and Valtor had major power-ups in this episode.

- Really? Timmy fell asleep just as he made contact with Tecna? Come on!

- That was her dragon all along? I thought we were talking metaphorically about her inner dragon. Why does this show always have to be so literal and lame? Not to mention redundant. This is the same stupidity from back in season 1 when her power was inside her all along and they sent her a whole bunch of places to “find” it.

3x16:

- Omg. Timmy found Tecna! And Brandon and Sky are both so happy about it and so proud of him! Not to mention already gearing up to go and save her even though it is the middle of the night! This scene is so adorable, I love it!

- Woah, what happened to Valtor’s eyes? Was that the demon in him showing up?

- I actually really like that scene with Stella and Sky and Riven talking. It’s nice to see Winx interact with Specialists that aren’t their boyfriends when their boyfriends aren’t around. Sells the whole friend group vibe. And them cheering each other on was really cute.

- Okay, this scene with Bloom is not only pointless, but also stupid. She can fly! She doesn’t need to jump from stone to stone and even if she loses her balance, she won’t fall because she can fucking fly! This is so stupid and not at all dramatic or suspenseful. What’s your excuse for this, writers? Also, where’s her stupid dragon? What? Did she hallucinate her own inner dragon and saw it outside of her the whole time?

- Aww, Timmy just wants to have his girl back and dance with her! That is so cute! And Brandon and Stella!

- What is the point of this scene with Bloom? She was like “No, I am not coming back unless I get stronger” but now she starts screaming at the air that she wants to go home right this second? Which she totally could? Just bc Faragonda sent her there through a portal, doesn’t mean she can’t find her own way out of Pyros. And then again acting like she doesn’t have wings? Even if she fell down that chasm, she could fly out. I am so sick of this.

- Where did Maya come from? And also, of course, on Pyros you can just bend magic rules. Makes fucking sense. And all that stuff about “being destined to battle great evil” is really getting on my nerves. Not to mention that she was looking for her parents and last time Stella checked, the Hall of the Universe said they were still alive. So there are people from her planet out there and she can earn her Enchantix the normal way. But she’s all given up on finding her parents just because Valtor told her they were dead? And she believed him because... he is the biggest evil they have fought so far and plays dirty the whole time? Fucking logic.

- I’m not even gonna talk about that magical meditation thing.

- Stella is killing me. In the Omega dimension and she still thinks about fashion.

- Timmy really thought he was gonna negotiate with Omega dimension prisoners? There was no way that could’ve gone down peacefully.

- Oh, come on! Big deal that they fell in a chasm. They can fly! God, why does everyone keep acting like fairies face the same problems with falling that people do? They have fucking wings! They’re going to be just fine! Stop dramatizing over nothing!!!!!!!!!!

- Damn, how are the Specialists not dead? Or at least not having anything broken after having huge rocks thrown at them and being crushed by them?

- Oh, damn! I always thought the necklace came from her Enchantix but it was Maya that gave it to her?

- Well, she got her Enchantix. Is this over now? I am so ready to move on. And since when does she have ownership of the island? Yes, you’re the princess of Domino and the guardian of the Dragon Fire and the most special ever - we get it. Now calm down.

3x17:

- Really? She’s gonna angst about Winx not being there when she can just find someone to ask? Like, maybe Faragonda? And while she’s at it also tell her that she came back from Pyros? Oh, and the pixies were there all along! See, no fucking reason for drama! AND Griselda and Faragonda were already awake so she could’ve just gone to them. Although, they did not seem the least bit relieved that she was back. I mean, it wasn’t like her life was in danger or something, right? Why would they be happy to see her? It’s just like she came back from vacation.

- Wait, Faragonda knew what was going on on Pyros? Seriously? I am so over all of this!

- Oh, now it isn’t Sky’s fault? But she was all bitchy back in Gardenia. I am so done with them!

- Okay, Winx aren’t too safe but that was not because of the fall. It is because of the ice snake.

- Bloom and Sky are equipped with proper clothing. So why weren’t the rest of them? It wasn’t like they didn’t know where they were going. Why didn’t they prepare themselves?

- Why the fuck can’t she transform? They’re just making stuff up as they go to create the illusion of danger.

- Of course, they find Tecna even though Timmy was the one that build a machine to tell him she was even alive still. And it had her precise coordinates but nope. Bloom will be the one to find her. And then save the day. Because she is Bloom. Miss Universe. No, I am not bitter, why are you asking?

- Sky didn’t have to interrupt that hug so insensitively.

- Also, obviously Tecna was trapped! Where did they think she was? But at least, she is really handling herself! She is awesome. Maybe a bit too much. I mean, making food out of ice? Talk about doing the impossible.

- Really? That’s just some rope. Tecna should be able to do something about it with her magic.

- And yes. Bloom can’t transform but she and Sky are still the ones to save the day. Even though it was all Tecna’s plan and she was the one who found the others. Of fucking course! We didn’t get to see her Enchantix in action even. I am really salty about this if you can’t tell.

- Yes, let’s just shout and draw everyone in one kilometer radius towards ourselves! Not to mention risk making some ice crack and fall! Such a great idea!

- Yeah, “walking” sure happened. And couldn’t Tecna transform and fly her down? The Enchantix wings are way stronger and Bloom has carried both her parents with her winx wings.

- Omg, Stella is so precious! She literally passed out from exhaustion while trying to keep them safe and warm! My baby! I love her so much!

- How have Bloom and Tecna not broken anything? They fell from so high up! This does not logic logically!

- Oh, yeah. Bloom is so much stronger! She’s only needed saving a couple of times since she got her Enchantix less than an episode ago. But how do they all keep lifting each other up so easily? They must be using magic for it. I mean, please. Even children aren’t so easy to lift up.

- Well, of course. She can’t transform... but she just did. Just like she couldn’t get her Enchantix... but she did anyway. Makes perfect sense, doesn’t it? And it is really stupid because this whole episode has been going so hard for the “oh, poor Bloom who can’t transform” narrative but in the end she is still the strongest one and the one to save the day. Well, you have to pick one! You can’t have it both ways!

- Yes, sure, it was Musa’s fairy dust that fixed this. Right. And why did she even use fairy dust? There was no dark magic to remove from Bloom. None of this is adding up. None of it.

- I thought they were low on Enchantix juice. But they look like they’re doin’ just fine.

- And now she’s speaking with the snake! Which, by the way, should totally be Flora’s department. Or Roxy’s. Not Bloom’s, that’s for damn sure. And the snake isn’t even a dragon! There is some connection to dragons but still. Plus, can’t be destroyed bc it’s part of the Omega dimension? Well, I’ve got news for you! Valtor destroyed some snakes and almost caused the destruction of Omega as well. So it is not impossible.

- “I have an idea” but “I don’t know what I am going to do”. Great!

- “Just think about protecting Stella...” Awwwwwwwwwwwww!

- Omg, I can’t believe her stupid plan worked. First, the ground just opened up to let her through because she’s apparently fairy Moses. And then the snake just did what she told it to do? Really?

3x18:

- Their pajamas are ridiculous. Also, isn’t it a bit early to talk about engagement and marriage? And lake house? You mean, lake palace. I doubt either Erendor or Samara have ever settled for anything less than a fucking palace (and yes, I will take every chance to bitch about them because I can’t stand them.)

- Yeah, just call your boyfriend at 1 a.m. You know, to wish him good night. I mean, just because my sleep schedule is fucked up, doesn’t mean that everyone else’s is. And considering there are classes the next day, it was obviously too late for that. Flora what was that horrible advice coming from you?

- Wait... I don’t think I remember that scene where the Specialists actually infiltrate CT. Am I by any chance watching the RAI version of this episode? I am unclear on that so know that it’s possible. I don’t think it’s RAI but it might be.

- Aw, the vault monsters were re-spelled. :/ But now everything is going to go better since CT is back with Griffin. I never figured out why Valtor just up and left, though. He just sent the Trix after Bloom instead of going himself and then he disappeared. He didn’t even go to Omega to make sure the rest are finished. I totally wouldn’t go back to the place I was trapped for 17 years either but still. Where’d he go off to?

- Awwwwwwwww, look at Griffin just being completely adorable while trying to pull off the witch facade. And her students are precious, too. Plus, I don’t think that some lessons in team work will hurt any of the witches. Their pride maybe a little, but they could use the “practice” of working with others. XD

- Anti magic from the dimension Negatio? Say what now? They really are just going to let those things go against them and possibly cancel their magic forever? Safety just went out the window. Also, isn’t Palladium worried by being so close to those creatures? They could probably erase his magic as well if they go out of control. This is just a bit too much.

- Yikes, Bloom’s pupils looked like they’d caught fire. Her power really is out of control. (But also, you gotta love how they only showed the Enchantix of Flora, Tecna and Bloom who got it last. They were like “Yeah, Layla, Stella and Musa already got to show off theirs a handful of times. Now it’s the others’ turn.” XD)

- Why does Bloom think that Valtor will tell her the truth about her parents?

- Damn, that secret entrance is so well hidden. But really with the box? I hate the box thing. Can we just not? (Did all of those spells come from CT btw? Bc I am pretty sure he said something about realm erasure or something of the sort. Damn, what kind of things do they keep in Cloud Tower?)

(- Gotta love the animation mistake that had Darcy and Stormy in their “confrontation” outfits instead of their everyday wear for a few seconds before it switched right back.)

- Stella really outdid herself with the idea for those outfits.

- Why isn’t Stormy with Valtor, Icy and Darcy?

- Musa is thinking about breaking off the non-quite-relationship with Riven? Why don’t I remember any of that?

- Well, Nabu got busted pretty quickly. Tecna’s gadgets are really cool. And of course, Stella is being Stella.

- Stormy’s outlines showed in the clouds Valtor summoned but she wasn’t with them in the previous scene while they were flying towards Magix.

- Ooh, Valtor really only said he was after the Ancestresses’ Eye so that they’d remove it from the box and clear it for him to take it. Finesse and deception, indeed.

- Yeah, let’s just break through the museum’s security system! And also, scan the whole place to spy on them. (Btw why are they keeping powerful artifacts in a museum where anyone can walk in?) At least they figured that there is something wrong with Valtor announcing his plans.

- Nabu just let Tecna and Stella roll off the roof before he caught Layla. I can’t even.

- Tecna can tell how much magic Valtor has left? Come again? This seems just a tad bit unbelievable to me.

- Valtor doesn’t look weaker at all to me.

- Oh, so now they are smart enough to figure out his plan? But they were all idiotically asking “Why are the witches attacking us?” in 3x10. Can we keep something consistent here?

- Why doesn’t Valtor know that she has Enchantix? Didn’t the Trix tell him? They were there when she got it. Like I said, can we have some consistency in this whole thing, please?

- Okay, I have too many clashing thoughts about that last scene so I’m just not gonna go into any of them. But Nabu clearly cares for Layla since he’s been doing everything he could to protect her.

3x19:

- What did Chimera just do to the Hall of the Universe? Why did it stop rotating? (Also, ew at Cassandra’s comment about Radius revolving around her.)

- “Flying free is a thing of the past in this kingdom” No villains here, though. Nope, sir. Absolutely none. (I really can’t tell if Radius is just faking being spelled or if she spelled him again after his conversation with Stella in 3x08.) And shouldn’t the wedding be guarded regardless of the things with Stella? I mean, this is a royal event. There is no way this can go without security.

- Stella is having a total breakdown.

- Omg, this scene supports my headcanon about Stormy using her magic for everyday things. Aka drying off Darcy’s nail polish. Nice! (But oh, god, it’s the stupidity with the box again.) Where did Valtor’s neck go in those last moments of the scene? They forgot to color it so it looks like his head just hovers above his collar.

- Hey, Stella, that remark about Tecna was rude. Also, didn’t Timmy say that he and Tecna took dancing lessons? So she must have gotten better at it. Also, I am just relieved that Bloom managed to catch Kiko after she threw him in the air like he was a toy. She is very irresponsible both with his physical health and his emotions sometimes.

- I remember that part with the bikes! It’s really cute. And Stella seems to be having fun even if she was against the whole thing. Poor Musa, though. She was right about there being something wrong with Riven’s bike.

- Chimera wants to be the princess of Solaria but behaves like a vampire when exposed to sunlight.

- Oof, that scene in the boys’ dorms. XD Timmy and Riven being disaster boyfriends. But damn, Helia really got mad there and served him the news about Musa’s doubts about their relationship.

- “Think about what you would do and then do the opposite.” lmao

- The pixies appeared so conveniently. But hey, they did make awesome uniforms for the girls.

- Well, at least Riven apologized for the teasing. Now he just needs to apologize for being wrong and not listening to Musa.

- Step 2 of that plan is a little too vague. “Bust up that wedding” could mean a lot of things. And there could be various ways of execution.

- Helia and Layla really took care of the bikers. And Stella apologizing for what they’re doing to them was so adorable. She is a true princess with manners and kindness (even if she can be temperamental and straight up a bitch sometimes).

- Layla saved them again with those tricks she performed. It’s a good thing that she’s really great on her bike.

- Stella was actually pretty clever about this! She showed Valtor’s mark on her father’s neck and then she just went blazing in. I love how she blasted Chimera out of her way! She made Chimera cry. And then just started teleporting to keep Cassandra from getting away. She’s so awesome! And the people also listened to her! (If only the guards had as well.)

- She unspelled her dad! And they now have an idea on where to start about defeating Valtor.

3x20:

- Yikes, Valtor really destroyed the whole Lightrock. I bet the Trix were all too happy about that. (Why was that assembly in Faragonda’s office, though, and not in the big hall where they usually have them? Was it only for the third-years?)

- Oh, my god! Faragonda actually considered the possibility that this might be a trap so that they’d leave Alfea. I bet it was Griselda that actually figured that out. But that “she acts like she controls the school” was hilarious(ly dumb (especially coming from Digit)). She does control the school, lol.

- Well, they are tiny. It’s not like they’re trying to offend them. They’re just saying the truth.

- I thought Stormy was over Valtor. She really looked like she was. (And nobody bought Icy’s claims that she was over him even for a second.) I think that Darcy is on to something with that comment about men’s egos, though. XD Gotta admit that I am not a fan of Valtor listening in on all of this. It really reminds me of the way fake Avalon was baiting all the fairies into being even more smitten with him and that was disgusting. Although, the Trix are adults at least. (They have to be if they were seniors in season 1.) I also love that Darcy tried for a more peaceful solution. But I have a feeling that might have been because she wasn’t actually sure that she could win a magical fight between them.

- Stormy is having a bunch of good ideas here. Cruel but good. And Valtor has to at least appreciate the effort they are putting into impressing him, stealing spells and all.

- And that was the end of the good ideas and the beginning of the clowning around.

- I think Amore is in love with Stella. XD

- There’s a whole army of “little creatures of the forest”. XD

- Darcy has the right idea with the hypnotizing.

- “I wouldn’t respect you if you weren’t a little bit devious”, I can’t.

- Why is Kiko giving a ride to a seahorse that can fly?

- The Trix are now getting soundly defeated by pixies. This can’t get anymore ridiculous but I am going to give it a pass because it was established early on that this episode is just going to be Like That.

- Poor Kiko! He almost got crushed. I am not sure how smart it was of Darcy to make the pixies that big. Also, why can they make themselves smaller but not bigger? That seems kinda stupid.

- “Love energy”? Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. I am out of here. And Valtor is watching all of this. The Trix are embarrassing themselves so hard rn and I cannot stand it.

- Oof, even Valtor was done with their bullshit. He came to collect them. I just... I don’t know what to say about this except that I hate how cringy all of it is.

(- They really just spared an entire episode on this.)

3x21:

- That’s actually a smart plan to test their attacks on Bloom in order to figure out how to beat Valtor. I like it.

- Aww, Layla is still being respectful with her mom even when she is firm in defending her beliefs and her agency. I love it!

- So the Dragon Fire is basically matter and the Water Stars are anti matter? I mean, if you parallel them to our theories about the creation of the universe. But if they can’t exist in the same dimension, then how come they were just a few inches away from Bloom and nothing happened? We went from “smart plan” to “this doesn’t make sense again” pretty quickly and I am not here for it.

- You can’t seriously tell me that Faragonda and Saladin agreed to let them go on a mission to get the Water Stars. Why would you let students go get one of the three literally most powerful essences in the universe? This sounds like insanity.

- Edge of the world? Really? Are we in the Middle Ages?

- Okay, but Nabu’s approach is just stupid. Another one that doesn’t get girls. I am just amazed that Layla totally managed to catch him even though he was invisible. She is really awesome!

- “Are you putting a charm spell on me?” “No, I am just being myself.” “Well, stop it because... I don’t know. Just because.” Okay, my mind is made up. I am shipping this! (Layla x Nabu) And I only really needed one scene to start!

- Omg, they crashed. I am shooketh!

- Ugh, I am so not here for the Riven and Musa drama. And he just jumped on his bike and headed after them even though he didn’t even know for certain if there was anything happening there. I know they had some problems in the previous few episodes but that is zero trust right there.

- Holy fuck, what is that monster?!

- I’d totally forgotten that Nabu was a wizard. I just hope that now that he saved Layla and he showed that he could have freed himself at any moment but he didn’t, she will believe him. They are already too cute to not get together asap (especially considering that he dies).

- Aww, Stella was so quick to aid Musa. And she got so angry at that monster. She can be so feisty and also so good in battle. I love her!

- The pixies just tricked that monster nicely. XD I guess they really aren’t too small even for the big dangers.

- So Flora doesn’t kill things. She just “returns them to nature”. That’s one way to make natural compost, I guess.

- “Chill out, main frame.” Lol.

- Honestly, I was kinda surprised that Riven knows Piff’s name. She isn’t even Musa’s pixie (only her bestie’s). I mean, it makes sense for him to know it but at the same time it would have been just as believable if he hadn’t known it. Idk. I guess they just portray him as a jerk so much of the time that I was surprised by this. Ignore my rambling.

- Awwwwww! Layla trusted him. And he surfs. Of course, he surfs. XD (He is from Tides, after all, and they are perfectly compatible.) But of course, Riven had to arrive at the worst possible moment and misinterpret everything even more than he already had.

3x22:

- Riven did not see any of this coming. But I wouldn’t say that what he did was “valiant” at all. It was misguided and fueled by jealousy, insecurity and lack of trust. Def not things you want in a relationship.

- Yes, of course, Bloom can read that thing. And of course, Tecna and Timmy couldn’t decipher it with some tech, which was totally what I thought they would do but no!

- “When we’re big enough to be small?” XD This scene is finally making me realize why Stella has always been my fave. We just have the exact same attitude. All her bitching in this could have come straight out of my mouth.

- They are removing their inner darkness with the fairy dust? I cannot even tell you how much I absolutely despise this idea.

- Btw why is Brandon not with them?

- Omg, Valtor is torturing them by replaying them their loss by the pixies? Oh, that is evil. XD But I have to say that this makes me a little more accepting of the pixie episode because it was used to fuel the Trix here. So it was not completely useless. How come they were animated as if they’re back on Tides, though? ‘Cause I am pretty sure they are not.

- They are trampoline-ing on a cloud! I love it! It is so cute.

- I love how they just picked Stella to be their speaker. I think it’s cool because she is a princess and she will have to learn to be a leader and to hold speeches. Even if that wasn’t very official speak she did there.

- We are still on the Diaspro drama? But omg, I love how quickly Riven and Nabu are becoming friends! They seem to really like each other. And Nabu is so similar to Layla! And obviously totally in love with her already! XD I love that they are playing a game while waiting for the others! We could really use some moments when they’re just being teenagers and are not battling for the fate of the universe. That said, here come the parts with the Crystal Labyrinth that have always been my fave!

- Well, Icy did score that one!

- I am getting chills already by Tecna’s choice and she hasn’t even started debating on it. I love that the room with emotions also showed her friends and not just Timmy. And Tecna was so quick to abandon logic at the idea of never feeling again but she still chose to go through the exit in the name of the greater good. Fuck, I’m already about to cry. My eyes are watering!

- All of Darcy’s clones against all of Nabu’s would have been soooooo cool! She’s never been up against someone who can match her abilities and that would have been epic! Also, Nabu and Riven really have become fast friends and I love it!

- Ancient crow’s dust? Yes, please! This sounds so cool!

- Okay, but seriously. What the fuck did they do to Stella’s face? How does that even translate in a real life look? I mean, what? This was really half-assed. And I kinda don’t like how it implies that Stella’s grandest concern is her looks. That is not the core of her character and they could have done something else here. Also, there was zero build-up with this choice. She just got there and walked straight towards the exit. There was no suspense whatsoever.

- Musa’s test is so unfair! (And yes, I am crying.) Tecna and Stella got back what they sacrificed but Musa never got to be with her mom again. That is really cruel. But at least she got to hear how proud her mom was of her. And Arcadia told her that Stella and Tecna were already outside. Imagine how terrible it would have been if she’d sacrificed being with her mom and one of the others didn’t make it out so it was all for nothing.

- Tecna is truly like a robot without any emotion. Poor baby! But at least they restored what they took from her!

- They really had to waste so much time and have the rest of Winx come back to defeat them. And tell Valtor that Winx ran away? Valtor that can literally see anywhere in the dimension? Yeah, why do I have the feeling that that should not work out for them? Although it probably will.

- Um, excuse me? “Musa, Stella and LAYLA risked everything for”? That was Tecna, not Layla. And I am absolutely convinced that in a later episode the Stars were shown to be six instead of only three. Even though it makes sense that they would be three because they only gave them three.

3x23:

(- I am pretty sure the 3x23 I watched is RAI but I couldn't be bothered to look elsewhere for 4kids.)

- Okay, so they have the Water Stars and they don’t even know what to do with them. Why did none of them think about asking? When they were back at the Golden Kingdom?

- Seriously, Bloom is touching the Stars but there’s nothing happening? Weren’t they supposed to be unable to exist in one dimension with the Dragon Fire? She is literally touching them!!!

- What the hell is this with Valtor? He looks like his favorite puppy died, then he gets weird, then he gets sad again and then he gets so mad he makes Darcy hide behind Icy? I don’t like where any of this is going. And the Company of Light did defeat him. Growling at that fact will not change it so he might want to calm down and find a way to prevent that from happening again instead of raging.

- I love how battle ready Tecna is. Though, maybe it is a good thing that they’re looking for some R&R. She could probably use it.

- Nabu and Layla “developed a little chemistry”? Well, that’s one way to put it, I guess. XD

- Omg, Riven looks so lost when it comes to the girls. XD

- Lol, even Helia is so done with Valtor. It is indeed like Griffin said - everyone wants to give him payback.

- If there are four people fighting, is that still considered a “duel”? (Well, there were three people fighting but still.) I like his plan, though. Challenge all three of them and make it look like it’s about all of them and his revenge. Then go to Alfea while they fight each other under his illusion spell.

- And Griffin's getting some vengeful impulses of her own. I kinda love how petty Valtor was, though, to pick Cloud Tower for his demonstration even though he already fucked around there and did make some of his revenge against Griffin come true. And I love how for someone who always seems to look down on the fairy way of doing things, Griffin was trying to convince her students to stick together because it would make them stronger. That is exactly what the fairies do, you know? XD

- First, what are Ediltrude and Zarathustra doing at that assembly of Alfea teachers after they’ve been MIA since 3x10? Second, “as the oldest teacher on this council”. So Wizgiz is... the oldest of all of them? Like, age wise? And third, now we are having a mention of the situation in Alfea while Faragonda was trapped in the tree? But they didn’t bother to show any of the teachers being worried or even doing shit about it while she was missing?

- “It’s a battle we have fought before and won”. Yeah, right. You’re three members short if you haven’t noticed. And Valtor is more powerful than ever before.

- Good thing Faragonda didn’t take the Water Stars. They would have probably lost them to Valtor and then it would have been the end. I have to admit that his strategy of “divide and conquer” was pretty good. I am still salty about the fact that neither of them could tell it was an illusion, though. Griffin has worked for the Ancestral Witches for fuck’s sake. She must have been closely acquainted with Lysslis’ illusions and how to spot them. This was just too easy for him and too incompetent on their part (and by “their” I’ll let you decide if I mean the Company of Light or the writers... or both.)

- Oof, this is actually Griffin and Faragonda fighting each other. Ouch! That hurts.

- My god, what was that expression on Faragonda’s face? She looked like a rabid dog. I guess Valtor just really brings out the worst in everyone. XD

- Hey, wait! Was that glass shards or ice shards that Saladin was attacked with?

Because that was Faragonda’s magic. What is happening here? (Btw I love how much the boys wanted to help take Valtor down. Idk, it really just struck a cord.)

- Oof, that battle is taking its toll on them and the protective barrier of Alfea is suffering from Faragonda’s powers being drained. But from what we’ve seen so far, it looks like Griffin is holding up the best out of the three of them.

- It’s really cute that Winx believed Bloom about Valtor being at Alfea even if it seemed insane.

- Omg, please treat the books more gently! I am literally begging you!

- The thing with the Water Stars looked intense. But of course, Valtor found a way to cheat out of it. I wonder what the Stars would do to him, though. He was literally made from the Dragon Fire so if the Water Stars cancel that out, does it mean that he will cease to exist?

- Poor Faragonda, Griffin and Saladin. They must have felt horrible about hurting each other and falling for Valtor’s trick.

- This Layla x Nabu train is moving a little bit too fast but he was following her around for a while so I guess he did have enough time to fall for her. And they are literally made for each other so... I guess it’s fine.

3x24:

- Ugh, another dream! And, of course, Bloom’s friends are against her as always. I already bitched about that in my thoughts on the first half of this season so I won’t do it again. It is curious, though, that Faragonda is on her side in her dream(s) but her friends never are. They are supposed to be best friends but she trusts them less than she trusts Faragonda, who has, admittedly, kept information from her before? Or is it that she feels that Faragonda can help her when Winx can’t and that is what this is supposed to mean? And a sidenote – I can just see the writers going “Hehe, symbolism” when they came up with the portraits of Valtor and Marion and Oritel getting destroyed.

- Oh, you can’t be for real! She is seriously buying into Valtor’s lie about her parents? And she even finds evidence to support it in her connection to him? Really? And also, because this goes here, why the hell would the Ancestral Witches tell her the truth when they are even worse than Valtor who is lying to her (even if she doesn’t know he’s lying)? You gotta love how seeing the Ancestral Witches and thinking of seeking them out was the only purpose of that dream. That and the obvious way to up the unnecessary Bloom drama.

- See? Her friends are supportive as hell! They wake up in the middle of the night from her nightmares and aren’t even angry about it. Instead, they check up on her, offer to stay with her and say they will support her no matter what. Why does she keep dreaming of them being against her? If you are not secure in your friendship after all this, then you literally never will be.

- “Those witches are long gone” was supposed to mean that they were dead, right? Yeah, well, that didn’t work out since in Secret of the Lost Kingdom they aren’t dead.

- Why is Faragonda on board with this and ALSO so cheerful about it? She fought those witches and watched them destroy the entire planet of Domino and her friends. The least she should be is wary as fuck and worried about Bloom (and Bloom’s sanity). Not to mention reluctant to do the spell and suspicious of any results they could get. Also, where the hell is that room? Do they just have a room that can reach any dimension even in the past in the school? Because that just spells out trouble.

- Why does the Ancestral Witches’ essence still exist in Cloud Tower? They have never been mentioned to have been anywhere near Cloud Tower. Is there any reason to this or did they just do it so that Winx could bring back Cloud Tower? Because, you know, Griffin is only one of the most powerful witches in existence and the headmistress of one of the most prestigious schools for magic. Why the hell would she be able to find her own school? Especially if she has the help of Faragonda and Saladin. I mean, her and Faragonda’s convergence withstood Darkar’s attacks but, of course, they could never find Cloud Tower themselves. Never mind that Faragonda is a fairy and has been confirmed to have fairy dust in a previous episode so they totally didn’t need Winx to un-spell Cloud Tower for them.

- Yeah, Griffin totally didn’t think of the fact that Valtor might have just used an illusion spell to hide Cloud Tower. Even though she worked with him for the Ancestral Witches and Lysslis has illusion powers which Valtor could totally copy. He was shown to have ice powers like Belladonna in a previous episode so he probably can do all the things that the Ancestrals could. But of course, instead of thinking of any of that, Griffin just sat idly by and waited for students to save her school while she and her witches were probably crammed in Alfea (there is no way the school is big enough to fit both the fairies and the witches comfortably).

- Why the fuck do they need the Water Stars? Also, remember how “the Dragon Fire and the Water Stars couldn't exist in the same dimension”? They seem to be doing just fine here. It’s all pretty chill. Especially considering that the Water Stars are supposed to be able to remove Bloom’s whole magic. But she’ll just put up a shield. You know, with her Dragon Fire. The same Dragon Fire that the Water Stars can extinguish. The stupidity is unreal. And there are six Water Stars now instead of only three. Continuity at its finest.

- Why did only Flora use her fairy dust? And why couldn't they just break the spell from the outside? Ugh, this is again only here to evoke pity for Bloom because, you see, her Enchantix is incomplete and now she has to rely on her friends. Whatever will she do? Poor baby! Gag me!

- I am getting really fed up with everything but especially with Valtor. (And Bloom but I’ve already been bitching about that so let’s switch it up a little.) First, he starts yelling at the Trix that they can’t defeat Bloom even though he couldn't do it himself. Then, he wants to punish them when they call him out on his bullshit and say that he is afraid of fighting Bloom, which he totally is. And also, why did that power-up he gave them had to undress them? They didn’t have to change in bikinis in order to be more powerful. This is actually creeping me out.

- Cloud Tower has dungeons and a crypt? What the hell is going on in this school? This is supposed to be a school, you know?

- “Goth outfits”? You mean beach outfits. And they still can’t beat even the rest of Winx and we all know Bloom is supposed to be the most powerful.

- Of course, she just stumbled into the crypt accidentally! And what the hell were those vines coming out? Why vines when none of the Ancestral Witches can summon vines? Was that an illusion? Or was it some sort of protection spell?

- I don’t know what is worse – the fact that Bloom thought the Ancestral Witches would help her or the fact that they actually told her the truth. They are pure evil. Why the fuck would they tell her the truth? It would have been so much cooler if they’d told her Valtor was telling the truth and she had to fight him while thinking that could destroy her parents. It would have been real drama and not this pseudo drama that has been going on here.

- It looked like the Trix were only pretending to be hit by the Winx’ spell but then they just keep losing in literally one blast. I am so sick of this! Can we see a proper battle? Because this is everything but.

- “We haven’t even begun using our new powers.” Then why don’t you begin using them because Winx are wiping the floor with you? You really need to up your game because you are being ridiculous.

- Really? The fairy dust can now remove powers and not just spells? Convenient as hell and just as boring, thanks.

- Really? Winx are somehow more powerful than the heads of the schools (since they broke Valtor’s spell on CT)? Well, why don’t we just give them Alfea and Cloud Tower and call it quits. I mean, they are the ones doing everything anyway. Why not just hand them over the schools. There won’t be much difference.

3x25:

- Oh, so now Faragonda is concerned that Valtor is dangerous? They have been fighting him all season. She let them go for the Water Stars in what looked like an official mission. But now she is worried for their well-being? You're a little too late for that, hon.

- Okay, I am totally done with Valtor. I know the Trix were laughing at him and everything but blasting them into walls is a big no-no. They are supposed to be his partners and he's abusing them. I am so glad they left him to deal with his shit on his own.

- You know, he doesn't look too weak from here. He looks scary. And not because he turned into a demon. His temper and lack of control are scary. Especially since he has so much power at his disposal.

- At least the Trix admitted they have no taste in men. It is ironic, though, that it was Icy who said it, yet she fell for Tritanus in season 5. I guess they also never learn.

- The greatest spell is the four elements? I get why they're powerful and everything but I would've loved something more original. This just feels lazy.

- Oof, I don't think we have seen the Trix look so scared.

- I have to say that even though what is happening is pretty horrible, the frantic energy of that scene with everyone telling Faragonda what's wrong is greatly amusing me. Idk why. I guess I am just a little heartless prick sometimes. XD

- It's cute that now Griffin is instantly calling Faragonda instead of them not talking to each other like back in season 1 or having Saladin acting like a mediator, which he was. And I love that the development of their friendship is very subtle but is still there. That is so adorable!

- Please, tell me that their fairy dust won't be enough to fix this because that will be too easy. Also, I am shocked that Griselda is also there (and that she barged in Faragonda's office like that before) and they aren't waiting for Winx to solve everything.

- Oh, so the elements will keep tormenting them forever? Okay, that is a little more interesting than I originally thought.

- And so much for the teachers doing anything. It is all up to Winx... Again.

- Wow, the Specialists can neutralize twisters? That is so weird but also very cool.

- I thought Winx would try to put up a new barrier around Alfea, at least, but I guess there's no point in that. Getting Valtor seems to be the way to beat this.

- Now we're gonna talk about the Omega thing? And again brushing it off? You know what? Whatever.

- Well, his trick with the lake was kinda for nothing because they all made it out. But at least he is back to his human form.

- Formless mud monster? Really? Can't we do anything better?

- Ooh, Valtor's plan about the Water Stars was cool! And I love how Winx tried to protect Bloom. And this battle is at least going on longer even if it's still not much in terms of an actual battle.

- Bloom's idea was pretty smart but it still doesn't make sense. Valtor already absorbed a lot of spells before he got the box so he has to be pretty powerful still even without it. Edit: Or he could just put them all in the box and lose them all because he is dumb like that. Nvm. Also, he just threw away the Water Stars aka the one thing that can really fuck him over to chase the spell with the elements? Idk but the Water Stars seem more important to me.

- Like I said, what was the big idea with the elements spell? It brought him down.

- Watch Faragonda and Griselda act like they can't teleport.

- Well, the Trix finally got their brains back and left. Good for them.

- Wait, the Trix were taken back to Lightrock? I don't remember that. But awww at that shot of Icy and Stormy hugging to console each other about their terrible fate.

- Well, the boys got to Alfea fast.

3x26:

- In the previous episode: “The trees aren’t burning up and aren’t getting charred but are just swallowed in flames.” In this episode: “Everything has burned down and been destroyed.” *eternal sigh* I cannot wait for this episode to be over and be done with this whole season.

- Well, at least they fixed the forest and everything is back to normal. And the animals are so cute!

- Faragonda and Griffin’s friendship is so cute! And I am glad that neither of them is quick to close this chapter because they both know better than to just assume it’s over without evidence.

- Aww, look at Kiko! Trying so hard to cheer Bloom up!

- What was that scene with Valtor? Was he doing it on purpose to capture the Specialists and then do what he did with them? (I think he pitted them against Winx. Or at least made clones of them that went against Winx.)

- Yup! He’s using them all right. (I can’t get that meme out of my head. There was an edit of that scene with Valtor and Helia with the text post “Hey there, boys. It’s me. Ya demon.” and I am just cracking up thinking about it.)

- The spell with the elements again? It is the only one he had left but then again, Helia said he was just as strong as he’d been before that when he attacked them at the lake. Also, he only grabbed Sky, Brandon and Riven then? Not that that wasn’t enough. They would have gone even if he’d only kidnapped one of the boys. But still.

- Bloom can create things that teleport them now? Wasn’t teleportation a Stella gimmick?

- Ah, so he also took Timmy. And those were the clones that Tecna, Stella, Musa and Bloom are dealing with. That last part became apparent after Brandon but now it’s confirmed.

- Okay, this version of the four elements spell seems cooler. And the clones seem hard to defeat as well. There is finally some more tension here.

- Never mind, it’s over. Bloom solved it in a second. Of course, she did. Obviously, she doesn’t even need to see Valtor or know where he is to be able to blast him. Sure. Makes perfect sense.

- Oh, come on! Only reason that blast could have knocked Valtor out would be that he was already exhausted and using up all of his energy for the spell with the elements.

- So the Ancestral Witches aren’t dead. Just banished. Okay, that checks out. But damn, that scene is giving me the creeps and making me feel so bad for Valtor. He literally did not have control over his own body (and even... soul?), not to mention how they kept nagging him about failing. Also, is the mark by any chance how he is bound to them? It seemed to hold him prisoner.

- They’re fighting inside Valtor? That is freaky and not in a cool way. I was kinda glad that he got back to his human form (even if it was only on the inside) but that last part was pretty anti climatic. Valtor didn’t even get to do anything there. It was one blast from Bloom and everything was over. (Though, I should be glad that there won’t be more plot holes in this.)

- Wait, his essence is imprisoned with the Ancestral Witches? So in Obsidian then? That was never followed up in the movie and in s8 he said his essence was just roaming around freely. But whatever. Nothing has made sense all season. Why start now?

- Awww at Nabu and Layla! They were so perfect! How could they kill him?!

I don’t have much of a conclusion for this season. I went in really hyped for it and the last few episodes tore my nerves to shreds. Don’t be fooled by that, though. There is no sense to be found anywhere in this season. I am pretty sure at least 40% of my thoughts were just “This doesn’t make any sense whatsoever.” Also, when will continuity come back from the war? I still love Enchantix but there were even things with that that enraged me. And Valtor... I will just pretend that the last third of this season does not exist in terms of his character. I am honestly glad that I am done with this and I can move on to season 4.

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BTS

jin: kim seok jin (김석진), stage name: jin, oldest in the group at 27 yrs, born dec 4th 1992 in anyang, gyeonggi-do south korea, sagittarius, 5′10, blood type O, he has a mom, dad, and older brother, nicknames: fake maknae, worldwide handsome, and eat jin, in 2015 jin was nicknamed car door guy from coming out the door and stunning fans with his visuals, was an exchange student in australia during his middle school year, both his middle school and high school were all-boys schools, has the longest legs in BTS, shoulders are 60 cm wide, speaks chinese (mandarin) and basic english, likes disney princesses, a very good cook, favorite number is 4, favorite color is blue, habit is blinking his left eye when hungry, can open a bag of chips with his feet, loves eating, jin and RM used to be the least skilled dancers in BTS but they improved a lot, wears really strong prescription glasses but he doesn’t like wearing them because he’ll become insecure, hes the closest to v, wakes up 2 hours earlier than the rest of the members, had a dog named JJanggu, can play the guitar and the piano, is really good at snowboarding, has a habit where if he makes eye contact with anyone for more than 3 seconds he winks at them, hates scary movies, jin and jungkook bicker a lot, likes strawberries but he doesn’t like strawberry flavored things, used to work at a strawberry farm, makes dad jokes, and is the first idol to hit 100 million hearts on a solo vlive.

suga: min yoon-gi, stage name: suga (슈가), second oldest at 27 yrs, born march 9th 1993 in buk-gu daegu south korea, pisces, 5′8, blood type O, has a mom, dad, and older brother, got his stage name from the CEO because he is pale and his smile is sweet like sugar, he’s in charge of fixing the things that RM breaks he changes the light bulbs, fixes the toilet, etc, members often call him “grandpa” because he sleeps all the time and can be cranky, he usually scolds and nags the younger members when they make a mistake, nicknames: motionless min, grandpa, and mr. appendix because he had appendicitis surgery in 2013, was an underground rapper and was in a group called D-Town, when he was an underground rapper he was known as gloss cause that’s the english translation of yoongi, suga has been making and producing music since he was 13, loves sleeping, bad at japanese and english, suga’s personality is quite straightforward, can play the piano, when he has a problem he talks to RM because their age gap is small and they also have things in common, suga said in a interview he comes from a poor family, was in a car accident and hurt his shoulder while working as a delivery boy and delivering a meal on a bike, favorite food: meat, meat, and meat, speaks with a satoori accent when he’s nervous and when he cries, for suga his charm is his eye smile, bad at drawing, and fav color is white.

j-hope: jung ho-seok (정호석), stage name: j-hope (제이홉), third oldest at 26 yrs, born feb 18th 1994 in gwangju south korea, aquarius, 5′10, blood type A, has a mom, dad, and older sister, j-hope was a part of a street dance team called NEURON, won an underground dance battle and even performed at a festivals, fav color is green, has a dog named mickey, hates exercising and working out, used to be a tennis player in elementary school, bad at drawing, when having problems or worries he would share them with rap monster or suga, when he was younger he was quite famous in the gwangju dance underground, likes if someone strokes his hair – he says it helps him to sleep, things he wants to steal from other members is jimin’s chocolate abs, rap monster’s rap skill and his good english, j-hope’s ideal date: “i love the sea, i would like to walk down to the beach and hold hands”, features in drake’s “in my feelings” MV, on march 2 2018 j-hope released his 1st mixtape “hope world” with the title track “daydream”, j-hope’s ideal type is a girl who loves him, is good at cooking, and thinks a lot, in the dorms he shares a room with jimin, 3 requirements for j-hope happiness: family, health, and love, is known for his sunny personality, j-hope is a bright guy and laughs alot, loves sprite and hamburgers.

RM: kim namjoon, stage name: RM (old stage name was rap monster), fourth oldest at 26 yrs, born sep 12th 1994 in seoul (sangdo-dong) then he moved to Ilsan gyeonggi-do south korea when he was 4, virgo, 5′11, blood type A, has a mom, dad, and younger sister, RM studied in new zealand and lived/stayed there for 6 months, he’s currently enrolled to global cyber university, pre-debut he had already been performing as an underground rapper, he’s really smart with an IQ of 148 he was previously ranked in the top 1% of the nation in his high school exams, speaks english fluently,  RM’s TOEIC (the test of english for international communication) score was 900, there was a rumor among the korean fans that at the age of 15 namjoon had a heart surgery with a 30% chance of living (but that’s just a rumor), hobbies: surfing the web, walking in a park, cycling, photography, mountain climbing,  good at ice-skating, hes a great supporter of the gay/lesbian’s rights, he has a younger sister the same age as jungkook but when asked if he would introduce her to him he said N.O, RM has composed/produced 100+ songs,  RM’s nicknames are rap mon, leader mon because he is the leader of BTS and the destroyer bc he destroys everything he touches: sunglasses, clothes, doorknobs, bunk bed ladders, fav colors are black, pink and purple, has a dog whose name is RAP MON, is the english translator for the group when they go to america, and his fav number is 1.

jimin: park ji min (박지민), stage name: jimin (지민), fith oldest at 25 yrs, born oct 13th 1995 in busan south korea, libra, 5′8, blood type A, has a mom, dad, and younger brother, pre-debut jimin entered busan high school of arts as the top student in modern dance but later transferred to korea arts high school with V, jimin was the last member to join BTS, fav color are blue and black, fav number is 3, nickname: mochi, he used to view himself as “fat” and he was self conscious of his looks and cheeks, favorite foods are pork, duck, chicken, fruit, and kimchi jjigae,  doesn’t like spinach,  prefers a sunny and cool weather,  known for his impressive abs, he jokingly hits his fellow members as a way of showing his affection for them, if music is playing he will start to dance no matter where he is, he is most confident in his eyes, enjoys reading comic books, according to jimin the requirements for his happiness are: love, money and stage, jimin has black belt in taekwondo, jimin is close with EXO kai, jimin usually solves his problems himself if he can’t solve it, he will share it with V and ask for his advice, jungkook is always teasing jimin about his height, things he wants to steal from other members are: rap monster’s height, V’s talent and gaze, j-hope’s cleanliness, and suga’s diverse knowledge, money is important to jimin, jimin’s ideal date: “sitting on the bench, drinking together… i would like to have a countryside date we would also walk holding hands, things he dislikes: jin, suga and V, known for his angel voice, is the shortest in the group, and his “fake love” fancam already reach 29.3 mil on youtube which is the most viewed fancam in k-pop.

V: kim tae-hyung (김태형), stage name: V (뷔), sixth oldest at 24 yrs, born dec 30th 1995 in daegu but later moved to geochang where he spent his life until he moved to seoul, capricorn, 5′10, blood type AB, has a dad, mom, younger sister and younger brother, can speak fluently japanese, fav color is grey, fav number is 10, nicknames: taetae, blank tae (bc he always has a blank expression) and CGV (since his visuals are so perfect and outstanding like the computer game character),  he has been in the group for awhile but fans didn‘t know or hear of him until the time around his debut, has one single eyelid and one double eyelid, has a 4D personality, he clenches his teeth while he sleeps, he can only drink one glass of beer before he gets drunk, doesn’t like coffee but loves hot cocoa, likes anything that is unique, can dance in high heels, is the pickiest eater out of all the members, his role model is his dad he wants to be a dad like his dad someone who takes care of his children, when V has a problem he will share it with jimin and jin but he thinks is more easy to talk to jimin since they have the same age, V is one of the mood makers in BTS along with j-hope, namjoon said that taehyung is the 2nd best english speaker in BTS, loves GUCCI, he has been showing interest in photography lately if he wasn’t an idol he would probably be a photographer, has a habit of collecting ties, is in charge of the washing machine, can climb a tree but he can’t get back down, is ambidextrous he was originally left handed but he’s now ambidextrous, comes from a poor family he said, acted in the korean drama “hwarang” (2016-2017), and ranked 1st in the “top 100 most handsome faces of 2017.

jungkook: jeon jung kook (전정국), stage name: jungkook (정국), youngest member at 23 yrs, born sep 1st 1997 in busan south korea, virgo, 5′10, blood type A, has a mom, dad and older brother, jungkook attended seoul performing art high school he graduated in february 2017, favorite foods are anything with flour (pizza, bread, etc), fav color is black, loves playing games, drawing and soccer, has a weird habit where he sniffles a lot because of his rhinitis he also wriggles his fingers a lot, fav number is 1, likes shoes and makeup, dislikes tasteless things, bugs, getting hurt, and studying, speaks korean, japanese and english (basic), knows taekwondo (he has a black belt), in 10 years jungkook wants to be the owner of a duck meat restaurant or a tattooist, after randomly seeing and falling in love with future member rap monster’s rap he decided to join big hit entertainment, nicknames: jeon jungkookie (suga calls him a lot), golden maknae, kookie, jk and nochu, jungkook wants to go on trip with his lover someday, loves reading comic books, is the baby of the group, is a big fan of iron man, thinks he’s a pro gamer, can play games on two computers at once, jimin says that jungkook smiles when he swears, owns a dog named 구름/gureum (cloud), members say that jungkook’s dorm room is the messiest but jungkook denies, things that he wants to steal from other members are: rap monster’s knowledge, suga’s diverse knowledge, j-hope’s positive mind, jimin’s persistence and his effort, V’s natural talent and jin’s wide shoulders, has his own room, and is good at literally everything. 

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WHAT THEY SMELL LIKE: She has a sort of refreshing smell to her (that sounds weird ok LET ME GO A LITTLE MORE INTO THIS) like freshly cut grass or... or that smell you smell when you walk outside early in the morning where there’s still dew on the grass and the sun isn’t fully out. Also roses because tfw you’re spoiled stupid by the castle staff and constantly take rose water baths, constantly covered in rose oils with a sprinkle of rose perfumes. The maids said we hoarding this bitch for our princess when they discovered rose water and other rose products hJKA!!!

HOW THEY SLEEP: Hugging a pillow, on her side!! With s/o you bet your sweet ass she’s cuddling with them!! Honestly though it’s a bit concerning how she sleeps because she more or less sleeps like the dead and it’s tough to wake her up considering she’s talking to ancestors and other dead folk during sleeping hours so she kinda forgets that she’s asleep when really deep in a conversation pft!! When having clairvoyant dreams, however, she’s a bit more lighter in terms of sleep! 

WHAT MUSIC THEY ENJOY: She likes string instruments like the lute or the harp/lyre! Also enjoys folklore music and I’d say soft piano pieces but well that thing wasn’t invented until early 18th century so... uh *looks up middle ages instruments* ORGAN!! That bitch has been around since like the BC times, 3rd century apparently if google is telling me the right answer, that’s the closest we’ll get weeps weeps. 

HOW MUCH TIME THEY SPEND EVERY MORNING GETTING READY: I’ve been watching history videos of how long it takes to get dressed in different eras, it’s all super interesting but whew I’m glad I live in an era where I just put on shorts, any shirt, shoes, and thigh high socks and leave the house HWEOH! But, she wakes up early in the morning to clean up a bit before the maids come in to help with all those heavy skirts and junk along with makeup and fixing up her hair and trying to tame the floofs™ all in all a pretty freaking long time. If she were to wake up earlier before the maids came in, get done quicker by just wearing peasant clothing (which takes seven minutes if these history videos are correct hweoh), brushing her hair so it can appear a bit neat despite the floofs™ that stick out and minimal makeup (eyeshadow and lipstick) it only takes her twenty minutes at most! 

FAVOURITE THING TO COLLECT: Paintings but like really weird and creepy ones that only speak to her at a level no one could really understand but her, sadly she finds beauty in everything even in the macabre so... she also loves collecting romance novels but that’s a secret she’ll take with her to the grave, she’s a sucker for simple trinkets it doesn’t have to be fancy and bonus points if there’s cool backstory to those, old coins... anything with history behind it actually!  

LEFT OR RIGHT HANDED: Right.

RELIGION (if any): Hyrule Creation Mythos ;v; though Hylia is more or less forgotten in her era the golden goddesses not so much! 

FAVOURITE SPORT(S): Horse back riding and gentle walks, that’s the only thing she can do without dying hWEOH 

FAVOURITE TOURISTY THING TO DO WHEN TRAVELING: SHE’S SOMEONE WHO WANTS TO SEE THE WORLD SO YOU NAME IT AND SHE’LL DO ALL THE ANNOYING TOURISTY THINGS!! Sightseeing, taking pictures or well having a painter paint certain areas more like it, trying all the foods she can eat, exploring every inch of the area my girl loves to explore and try new things what can I say? 

FAVOURITE KIND OF WEATHER: Cloudy, rainy days are lovely. But she does like warm sunny days with a nice cool and refreshing fall breeze. She’s not a fan of anything too hot or too cold just mild weather.  

WEIRD/OBSCURE FEAR THEY HAVE: Cries, not much to fear when you’ve faced death multiple times and seen your kingdom come to ruin while watching loved ones die and are constantly plagued with creepy clairvoyant dreams while also linked to the spirit realm thus I Can See Dead People... UH honestly not much scares her aside from being kidnapped once again that’d but her in a panic really, but like, is that really weird or obscure? Erm though I will say she does have Atychiphobia with a touch of Atelophobia due to environments where she’s expected to be perfect. She also does not like being alone or in worse yet, alone in dark places. Yeah... YEAH SHE’S AFRAID OF BEING COMPLETELY ALONE!!! That fits and works and I’m adding that. 

THE CARNIVAL/ARCADE GAME THEY ALWAYS WIN WITHOUT FAIL: Whack a mole.... trivia games but Whack a mole to the surprise of everyone. Also ring toss too! 

Tagged by: not tagged but I stole it from @legendarylullaby​

tagging: you, the person reading this ;v; 

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